Xuanfei: Thinking of You at Dawn and Dusk

“So this is what married life is like?” Chen Yun leaned against Wang Xuan’s shoulder, idly playing with the buttons on his shirt.

Wang Xuan caught her wandering hand and chuckled. “What else? We go to work together, fight over the remote when we get home, and sneak bites of the snacks you hide in the middle of the night.”

Chen Yun glared at him. “Who was it last week who held me and said, ‘Honey, your sweet-and-sour ribs taste better than Michelin food’?” Wang Xuan raised an eyebrow. “Was that me? I distinctly remember a certain little glutton sneaking three pieces all by herself.”

Moonlight spilled through the window. Chen Yun suddenly leaned closer, brushing the tip of her nose against his jaw. “Mr. Wang, want to try out the new…” Before she could finish, Wang Xuan had rolled over and pulled her into his arms, his eyes twinkling. “As you wish, Mrs. Wang.”