Gu Qichen seemed to have just woken up.
He was still wearing pajamas.
His hair was unkempt, soft and loosely hanging on his head, even a bit messy.
But this kind of messiness did not make people dislike him at all; instead, it added a bit of homely warmth.
From the very beginning, Xia Yangyang felt that this man seemed to stand on a pedestal, so high and unreachable.
Xia Yangyang could not imagine how they used to live together.
But when Gu Qichen stood like this behind her, holding her waist, Xia Yangyang felt it very natural.
Xia Yangyang was frying eggs and suddenly smelled something burning.
She turned her head to see that the two eggs in the pan had turned into charred coals.
Just now, she was so immersed in Gu Qichen's handsome profile that she hadn't noticed at all.
But Gu Qichen's eyes were clearly on the pan!
Xia Yangyang complained, "Why didn't you remind me?"
Gu Qichen chuckled, "You were looking at me so intently, I couldn't bear to disturb you!"
