Early in the morning, the air was filled with refreshing floral scents, and the delicate sunlight poured through the large French windows, lighting up the entire room. Outside, birds chirped cheerfully alongside the sound of the breeze playing with the leaves, creating a pleasant atmosphere.
Everything seemed so beautiful.
In the kitchen, a petite figure was bustling about. In no time, two golden-brown heart-shaped fried eggs were sitting side by side on a plate, accompanied by a freshly baked milk stick.
Wearing pajamas, Xu Jinyan came down from upstairs and poured himself a glass of water. Just as he took a sip, he saw her carrying breakfast out of the kitchen. Peering over, he couldn't help but tsk, "Still heart-shaped fried eggs, Jiang Xiaoyuan, aren't you being a bit too obvious?"
