Zhou Yanjing smiled and pinched her nose with his hand. "It will get cold if you sleep any longer. Don't you love the braised pork trotters I make the most?"
Hearing the words "red-braised pork feet", Shen Liwu's eyelids moved, and finally he slowly opened his eyes, his eyes still a little hazy.
Seeing Zhou Yanjing, she immediately sat up, glanced at the alarm clock, and said in surprise: "Oh my God, it's already 12 o'clock and I haven't cooked yet."
"It's okay, I've already done it." Zhou Yanjing smiled and helped her out of bed, "Go wash up, I'll go serve the dishes."
Shen Liwu nodded and went to the bathroom in her slippers. The warm water washed over her face and she gradually came to consciousness.
On the dining table, the aroma of braised pork trotters wafts into the air. Shen Liwu picked up a piece, and the soft and sticky texture made her squint her eyes in satisfaction.
“It’s delicious.”
Zhou Yanjing looked at her with eyes full of doting, "Eat slowly, don't choke."
Shen Liwu ate with gusto, occasionally looking up at Zhou Yanjing, and found that he was also looking at her with a smile, her face couldn't help but get hot, and she lowered her head and continued to concentrate on enjoying the food.
The atmosphere in the house was warm and peaceful, as if the chaos outside had nothing to do with them.
After finishing the meal, Shen Liwu took the initiative to clean up the dishes, but was stopped by Zhou Yanjing.
"You sit down and rest, I'll take care of it." His tone was firm, with a gentleness that could not be refused.
Shen Liwu smiled, sat obediently on the sofa, and followed his busy figure in the kitchen.
She ran into the room, took out the gift she had prepared and hid it behind her. When Zhou Yanjing came out, she said, "Zhou Yanjing, come here."
Zhou Yanjing came out of the kitchen, holding a dried bowl in his hand, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "What's wrong? You're so mysterious."
Shen Liwu put his hands behind his back, with a playful smile on his face, looking at him with sparkling eyes, “Close your eyes first.”
Zhou Yanjing chuckled, put down the bowl, and closed his eyes obediently, "What kind of medicine are you selling?"
She stood on tiptoe and gently wrapped the scarf in her hand around his neck. The soft touch startled Zhou Yanjing slightly. He opened his eyes and looked down at the dark grey scarf with fine stitches, obviously hand-woven.
"This is... something you knitted yourself?" Zhou Yanjing's voice was a little hoarse, and there was a hint of surprise and emotion in his eyes.
Shen Liwu nodded, a faint blush on her face, "Well, I knitted it secretly during this period. Although it's not perfect, it's finally finished." Her voice was soft, with a hint of shyness and anticipation.
Zhou Yanjing stretched out her hand and gently stroked the lines on the scarf with her fingertips. The smile on her lips became more intense. "It's warm and beautiful. When did you learn to knit a scarf?"
Shen Liwu blinked and smiled, "I learned it from the head nurse. I was free at noon, so I used it to kill time. Thinking that the weather is getting colder, you will be cold when you go out in the morning and evening, so I thought of knitting one for you."
Zhou Yanjing felt a surge of warmth in his heart. He reached out and pulled her into his arms, resting his chin gently on the top of her hair. He said in a low and gentle voice, "Thank you, my wife."
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