Su Xiaofei opened her eyes. The familiar bedroom she'd been occupying with her husband for the past few days was still pitch dark, but her nose picked up the wafting delicious scent of whatever her husband was cooking in the kitchen.
The clock on the nightstand stated that it was fifteen minutes before six in the morning. She groaned as she rolled over to Lu Qingfeng's spot on the bed, eager to find his warmth or his familiar scent, but it seemed like he was already up for some time now.
She sat up and stretched her arms over her head, aware of her nakedness. Her body ached in a good way and was reminded of her lovemaking session with her husband last night. She briefly wondered how he could want her so often, and since when did it start?
Well, not that she was one to talk. Lu Qingfeng's eagerness and desire also infected her. What he lacked in experience, he was making up for with enthusiasm. He would always make sure that she came before him, and Su Xiaofei was more than satisfied with his efforts to please her.
She slipped out of the bed and went to the bathroom to freshen up. Once done, she stepped out of the main bedroom and found Lu Qingfeng already starting serving their breakfast.
"Why do you insist on doing this? People might think that I'm using the great Lu Qingfeng as my personal servant." She grumbled, feeling useless that she couldn't help him in the kitchen at all.
Although, she had to admit that she had never thought that a man who can cook could be sexy and alluring at the same time.
"If I get the right to wash you, scrub the dirt and sweat from your body every single time, then I don't mind being your personal servant." Lu Qingfeng grinned at her, earning a blush from her.
Su Xiaofei coughed behind her back, thankful that she wasn't drinking anything at that moment, or she might have spat it out. Since when did her husband turn so flirty?
"Don't you think it's too early to act like this, dear?" She laughed, before accepting the cup of freshly brewed coffee her husband handed to her. Ever since they got married, she had been trying a lot of coffee variants that her husband brewed.
Today, he made her a cup of Americano. She took a small sip from it and enjoyed its nutty and earthy flavors.
"Do you really need to do all the cooking? Can't we just hire a cook?" She asked, watching as Lu Qingfeng took a seat across from her and placed a napkin on his lap.
She would have offered a hand to help him, but Su Xiaofei knew nothing when it came to the kitchen, unlike her husband. Her mother and Aunty Liu had forbidden her to step into the kitchen when she successfully blew up their oven along with her very young husband back then, and she promised never to cook unsupervised again.
"I don't mind doing all the cooking, and it's not everyday we get to entertain guests like this."
Su Xiaofei hummed in agreement. Considering that their guests were his friends and Xiao Rufeng, perhaps it would be a good idea not to involve anyone who might instigate further rumors about them.
The two spent their breakfast in companionable silence, each occupied with their tasks for the day. There were still a couple of hours before their guests arrived, Su Xiaofei decided to finish some work, so she wouldn't have to cram just to clear them later.
Once they were done, she helped her husband tidy up the dining table and placed the dirty utensils in the dishwasher, while Lu Qingfeng checked the fridge for the ingredients he would use later.
She had given her mother a call to make sure that Yun Qingrong was fine, but she was still eager to return home soon and wouldn't be at ease until she could see with her own eyes that her mother was alright.
However, her mind went back to Xiao Rufeng as she realized that she hadn't done anything to compensate her talent for her shortcomings. According to Xiao Rufeng's assistant, the actress hadn't left her home since the incident and was wary about what could happen to her outside.
'I should have gone to pick her up myself.' Su Xiaofei sighed and rubbed her temple. She should have known that the incident Xiao Yunyao had plotted would traumatize her talent.
Meanwhile, Xiao Yunyao's issue was still all over the headlines and she didn't think it would be forgotten anytime soon. As for Ye Mingyu, the woman kept her silence and didn't respond when asked when she would pay her due for losing their little competition.
Once Lu Qingfeng put the meat in the oven to roast, he cleaned his hands and went to the living area and saw her hunched over her laptop, doing some work as she sat crossed legs. Again, she was wearing one of his oversized white dress shirts that molded her torso, accentuating the lines of her body.
He groaned inwardly, wondering if she knew that she was giving him a visual tease. Lu Qingfeng was starting to think that his wife was punishing him for working late at night by doing this. With his three-month self-imposed deadline, he needed to work longer hours to meet his deadline.
"Hey. Are you done already?" Su Xiaofei lifted her head up and looked at him.
"Not yet. Just waiting for the meat to cook in the oven. Shouldn't we get ready as well? They will be arriving soon."
"Oh, do we have enough time for some fun then?" She grinned mischievously at him, as she stood up, barely reaching his shoulder.
"Are you sure you know what's more fun than working?" His darkened gaze flickered to her eyes, then to her lips.
"I sure do, darling. Let me show you what it is."
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