Luo Xudong heard the commotion, moved his gaze to the doorway, and saw Beisitian dressed in military uniform, his eyes lighting up.
"It suits you well." Luo Xudong's eyes shimmered as he looked at Beisitian.
Beisitian blushed under his gaze, rolled her eyes at him, "I'll go cook, you take a rest."
"Alright."
The flicker in Luo Xudong's eyes was familiar to Beisitian, and it made her blush deeply. She hurried into the kitchen with an increasingly rosy complexion.
Hearing sounds from the kitchen, the weariness between Luo Xudong's brows dissipated significantly. Such peaceful and sweet life was challenging to come by and incredibly precious to him. No matter how tired he was outside, coming home and seeing her would always make him relax.
Nowadays, her every smile, every gesture touched his heart. As long as she was there, his gaze would naturally linger on her.
"Don't go today."
