C137 Gift(1)

After dinner, Yiqin went to wash the dishes. Standing at the kitchen door, Chenxuan watched her with a smile that he couldn't help but show. It was a smile of contentment and peace.

This scene felt so familiar to Chenxuan. In the past, it was always like this: one would help out, one would cook; one would wash dishes, one would cut fruit; one would sweep the floor, one would tidy up the house