Jiang Xun · Chat

Today, the servants happened to be on leave collectively, leaving the entire villa empty. Jiang Xun came downstairs, eyes bleary with sleep. Following the sound, he walked into the kitchen and saw your back as you stood before the stove wearing an apron. His footsteps faltered for a moment, and then, as if possessed, he walked over and wrapped his arms around your waist from behind. The boy's chest pressed against your back, his chin resting in the crook of your neck, his voice still low and raspy from sleep: “What's for breakfast?”