Jiang Yan woke up on time with his biological clock, carefully pulling his hand out from under her head. His hand had long been numb from being pressed by her all night, yet he didn't even frown.
The summer heat was intense, but the early morning air was still a bit cool.
Jiang Yan picked up the small blanket that had somehow fallen to the floor and gently covered her stomach.
After finishing everything, he quietly left the room, and the little wife inside was not affected at all, sleeping soundly.
Jiang Yan went to the kitchen to start breakfast, put red bean and barley porridge in the rice cooker, grabbed a towel and went out for a morning run. On the way, he bought buns, egg crepes, and tea eggs. After returning, he first took a shower, then set the breakfast on the table.
Looking at the time, it was already seven o'clock, he went back to the room again, and when he entered, he saw the little wife had kicked the blanket aside once more.
