The next day.
Zhixi woke up and remembered she no longer had to worry about living expenses, instantly feeling jubilant.
She turned over and immediately fell into a burning embrace.
He Jingyao was already awake, his warm hand resting on her waist, his voice deep: "Morning."
"Morning." Zhixi said with a smile, lying on his chest, "You're starting to laze around too."
"After all, I'm currently unemployed." The man gently kissed her forehead, "Can't I indulge a little?"
"Sure, of course you can." Zhixi said with a grin and suddenly sat up, "I'll make breakfast for you, I plan to try making pancakes today. Xiaobao will definitely love them."
He Jingyao pulled her back into his arms: "Why make breakfast? Let Uncle Li prepare it."
"Uncle Li can't make Chinese breakfast, but Xiaobao and I want it." Zhixi blinked, "Don't worry, I'll only do the kneading and seasoning, Uncle Li will handle the rest."
