Shi Nian reached out and brushed her temple, blushing awkwardly: "I just wanted to make an early breakfast for Youyou. But for some reason, I've been forgetting things lately, and I couldn't even find the pot and rice."
"So that's what's going on."
He raised his eyebrows high but then gently lowered them. He just gave a faint smile, took Shi Nian's hand to help her up, wrapped his arm around her shoulder, and held her protectively in his embrace.
"It's not that you're forgetful, it's that I just changed the location of the pot and rice. You know, this is Jiangnan Ancient Town, and in summer it's inevitably humid. I'm worried the rice might get damp and spoil."
He gazed at her tenderly, reaching out to brush aside the strands of hair on her forehead that were damp from nervous sweating: "Besides, I told you not to cook. In this day and age, cooking has become the job of a family cook. Women don't need to suffer from the smoke and oil, just being beautiful is enough."
