Wujin sat down at the table and dug in with unrestrained hunger, devouring the meal his beautiful wife had prepared for him.
The dishes still released fragrant steam that curled in lazy spirals through the air, but that did nothing to slow him down. He ate as if he hadn't seen food in days.
"Take it easy, honey! The food isn't going anywhere!" Yuelan said with a wide smile, resting her chin in the palm of her hand as she watched him with fond amusement.
Wujin paused mid-bite, cheeks still bulging, and let out a hearty laugh before swallowing with visible effort. "It's not my fault my wife's cooking is so delicious!"
Yuelan just sighed, shaking her head slightly, as she had long grown accustomed to a scene that had played out between them countless times.
For a brief moment, a gentle, loving smile spread across her face, illuminating her delicate features with tenderness.
