The next morning, Xiang Ning woke up with the sun in his face. Squinting, he slowly sat up, stretched, and looked around in a daze before he realized he was on the couch covered with a blanket. 

In front of him was his sister, who was taking breakfast very seriously. Sunlight fell on her face through the windows, giving her a rosy glow. She was adorable. 

He felt a sense of contentment and bliss when he saw her so serious. Pushing his blanket aside, he strolled up to her and chuckled, “What are you cooking?” 

“Egg scallion noodles!” Xiang Xiaoyu’s brows were slightly furrowed, one hand flipping the eggs with a spatula so they were...