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Two blue and white ceramic bowls were blowing hot steam on top of the granite kitchen island.

Li Xiqing had prepared some wolfberry and ginger chicken soup tonight. After he ladled the final scoop of the soup, he put the empty saucepan into the kitchen sink.

His hands reached out to the back of his neck to untie the apron that he had put on, "So, hubby, you're grateful now that your wife is doing a proper job in the kitchen, right?"

The apron fell on to his hands; he grabbed it and set it on the kitchen counter, and then walked over to Shao Yan.

She beamed at his approach and put both of her hands on his waist. Shao Yan pulled Li Xiqing closer to her, "Of course. I have the best in the world," she tiptoed a little to peck his lips, "thank you for cooking tonight, wifey."