The next morning, sunlight poured in through the window.
Gabriel Chu opened his eyes. The quilt was warm. The temperature of one person could warm the bodies of two people. He looked at Asher Mo's face quietly. In his eyes, this was the most handsome man in the world, the best man.
He didn't move. He was thinking, what kind of porridge should he cook today?
Yesterday's was already finished. Asher Mo drank four bowls like a starving ghost, with nothing left.
He K!ssed Asher Mo's cheek and asked, "Can I make some more for you?"
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