In the early morning, the sun was bright.
In the kitchen, there was the sound of sizzling. I was making breakfast, laying dumplings one by one in a frying pan, turning them golden in the boiling oil.
An enticing aroma filled the air.
I had been learning to cook since childhood, and over the years, I'd honed my culinary skills. Jessica tasted it once and couldn't praise it enough, and since then, breakfast, dinner, and even late-night snacks were all my responsibility.
After plating the dumplings and placing them on the dining table, the sound of light footsteps could be heard coming from the corridor.
"Good morning!"
A graceful figure walked in.
She was wearing a black nightgown, her silhouette revealed beneath the thin fabric, with a slender waist and long, graceful legs, exuding charm.
Her hair was slightly messy, her expression lazy, constantly yawning.
When she stretched, her beautiful curves were fully revealed.
