A little light fell on the beautiful little host’s fair face, casting a blurred halo over her charming features. Her long, thick eyelashes drooped like crow feathers, creating a small shadow on her snow-white cheeks. Since it was summer, she wore short-sleeved loungewear. Her slender arms peeked out from a light shawl, which was a delightful shade of light lotus pink. The shawl was pale yellow, adorned with a large cartoon duck.
Her delicate wrist appeared in the frame, with nails trimmed rounded and lightly painted in a soft pink hue. Nestled on the sofa, she took a small rest, occasionally glancing at the TV as if she were passing the afternoon time, waiting for someone to come home. After a short while, the beautiful little host opened her eyes, still a bit drowsy, and yawned softly. Her drowsiness made her eyes even more radiant, glimmering like pools of water. The ends of her lashes were slightly damp, catching the golden flecks of sunlight streaming through.
As the light streamed in, even the faint blush at the corners of her eyes became visible. So delicate and beautiful.
[Good afternoon, my wife! Boohoo, my wife is still resting.]
[I just yawned too, feeling sleepy, I want to sleep in my wife’s arms.]
[Get lost! I’m already lying on my wife’s leg, you’re pushing me!]
[Get away, you big person lying on my wife is quite embarrassing; besides, she’s my wife!]
As the comments flooded the live stream, the doorbell rang. The beautiful little host sat up from the sofa, lazily stretched her body, and went to open the door without even putting on her slippers. Her bare toes touched the dark floor lightly as she moved gracefully.
With a creak, the door swung open. “You’re back,” the beautiful little host said, barely glancing at the person outside as her eyes, still glistening with dampness, almost fell upon the visitor. Her voice was a bit muffled, sounding soft and clingy: “Why are you so late?”
It wasn’t clear if it was due to her muffled voice, but it made her sound very tender, as if she were coaxing someone. “Um,” the person outside appeared to share the same sentiment, wrapping their arms around the beautiful little host and responding heavily, “I came a bit late.” He was significantly taller than her, holding her firmly in his embrace.
In fact, he had returned on time; it seemed the beautiful little host liked to act spoiled, so she had teased him about being late when she got impatient waiting. However, the one she was teasing didn’t mind at all and instead gently apologized. “It won’t happen again,” Li said seriously, “Are you hungry? What do you want to eat?”
The beautiful little host thought for a moment, “Anything is fine.”
The man went to cook, and the beautiful little host climbed down from him, following him into the kitchen, “I’ll keep you company.” Li nodded. Although he didn’t intend for her to get near the stove, he still slipped an apron onto her. He himself also donned a lace apron that matched his persona and diligently started cooking.
However, the beautiful little host felt sorry that he had to cook after a long day at work, so she stayed in the kitchen to keep him company.
[Being considerate is the highest praise for a man!]
[Great, as soon as I get home, my wife will have hot food; next time, remember to return earlier so you don’t make her wait hungry.]
[The apron is quite cute with lace; did my wife pick it out herself?]
[I can say that the most familiar thing in this kitchen is the apron, the one worn by my wife.]
[Old married couple, cozy times; why does my wife have a different script with every man…]
Li didn’t just come back alone; he also brought ingredients, all chosen based on what he knew the beautiful little host liked. After days of trial and error, Li could now cook dishes that made her very satisfied.
“Is there anything I can help with?” Yan Chuan asked after a moment of consideration. He couldn’t cook, but washing vegetables and handling them a little shouldn’t require much skill, right? Besides, he had started feeling sleepy when they began the live stream and was now idly wandering in the kitchen, which didn’t sound very good.
Yan Chuan subtly glanced at the camera that had been set up. “No need…” Li said, coldly at first, but his words were gentle: “I bought some fruit; do you want to eat some?”
Yan Chuan volunteered, “Then I’ll wash the fruit.” Although he was puzzled why the highest vote in the live stream for Li was “Considerate husband vs. Spoiled wife.”
The beautiful little host took a box of blueberries, standing by the sink to wash them. The much taller man stared at her, his face serious and somewhat aloof, his cold gaze fixated on the pot of boiling soup.
Li planned to simmer a pot of fish soup. Compared to the beautiful little host carefully washing blueberries, he appeared much more relaxed and natural, something not achievable without years of cooking experience.
[Yan is such a good actor; he’s played several roles already…]
[Let’s summarize the roles: the hidden cross-dressing streamer in the variety show; the worker with a blurred relationship with his boss in the love stream; the beginner gamer who is now a spoiled wife.]
[Did you forget there are still two people? But has my wife completely let herself go?]
[I just remembered; the husbands of my wife are too many; it’s hard to keep track.]
[It’s fine; I see Yan remembers quite clearly.]
The fish soup was served on the table. “What did you do today?” Just like every harmonious family, the husband, tired from work, asked the beautiful little host left at home, “Were you bored?”
The beautiful little host pressed her lips together and shook her head: “Watched a movie… I forgot what it was about, but I wasn’t bored.”
She said softly, “I just missed you a little…” The beautiful little host looked at the floor, quietly asking, “Did you miss me?”
He seemed a bit embarrassed, with a soft blush tinting his fair cheeks. His thick lashes cast a shadow over his bright, watery eyes.