Marrying Off My Eldest Daughter to You

At dawn, birds sang in the branches, announcing the arrival of a new day.

Brilliant sunlight streamed through the window and fell across the beautiful woman's flawless sleeping face.

Her long lashes fluttered, and Leng Qing slowly woke.

She opened her bleary eyes and looked around in confusion. Why was she at the counter?

She shook her head gently, then remembered that she had accidentally fallen asleep there last night.

She was about to stretch when she noticed something draped over her shoulders.

Looking closer, she saw that someone had covered her with a blanket.

But she had already been asleep. How had the blanket gotten there?

Leng Qing pressed her aching temples. She had drunk quite a bit last night and felt as though she had forgotten something.

Hearing a noise from the kitchen, she went over to investigate.

The moment she stepped inside, she saw something that stunned her.

An unfamiliar, handsome young man stood at the stove in an apron, wholly absorbed in what he was cooking.

Mo Xie caught sight of Leng Qing from the corner of his eye. He turned and smiled.

"You're awake. I made some breakfast. I'm not sure if it'll suit your tastes."

Leng Qing smoothed her disheveled hair. This was the first time a man she barely knew had made breakfast for her.

For a moment, she simply stared at Mo Xie's back, lost in a daze.

"Don't just stand there. Go wash up. Breakfast is almost ready."

Seeing that Leng Qing had not moved, Mo Xie found it strange and could not help reminding her.

"Ah... okay."

Leng Qing came to her senses. Her cheeks reddening, she hurried away in embarrassment.

She had actually thought the scene before her felt warm and homey. How strange!

*Leng Qing, what are you