The sunlight poured in from the window. Julian rolled up his sleeves and went into the kitchen to make breakfast.
The shrimp poached eggs were served with two spinachs, the salmon was wrapped in a layer of bacon, fried on low heat and sprinkled with black pepper, strawberries, blueberries and cherries were warmed in a porcelain bowl and poured with cheese yogurt, and placed on the table one by one. The slender and powerful fingers pressed against the edge of the porcelain bowl, which was as pleasing to the eye as a work of art.
Play Tchaikovsky's December, a melody suitable for the whole winter, with golden light and white snow, every day is a beautiful day.
Maya got ready, wearing a set of beige cashmere sweater and casual pants, and sat at the dining table with her little face in her hands, waiting for food.
"Brother, you are so busy, when will you learn to cook?"
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