The warm morning sun shone through the glass onto the great chest, and the warmth radiating from the chest, completely different from body temperature, gradually brought Jonas back to consciousness. Yucas, leaning against the boy's left side, was still fast asleep, her steady breathing constantly brushing against Jonas's chest, adding another heart-stirring tickle of morning warmth. Remembering the passionate intimacy of last night, Jonas smiled, his gentle gaze lingering for a while on Yucas's cute sleeping face, before the hunger from his stomach caused the boy to gently pull his arm from the girl's embrace, get up, dress, and quietly walk out of the room.
After a simple wash, he came to the kitchen. The aroma of bread, fried eggs, and ham wafted into Jonas's nostrils. With his appetite piqued, the boy looked around at the kitchen appliances, his gaze finally resting on the thermal box by the sliding door.
A note lay quietly on the alloy box, lazily bathing in the sunlight, the black handwriting clear and compact: Breakfast is sandwiches, Mr. Jonas's is on the second layer, Sister Yucas's is on the top, please enjoy~~. The playful language and the tiny red-painted heart at the signature immediately made Jonas realize the identity of the message-leaver, and a natural arc immediately appeared at the corners of the boy's mouth. After exhaling comfortably, Jonas opened the door of the thermal box and took out the second-layer sandwich to enjoy.
The originally soft toasted bread took on a slight golden hue after being lightly grilled, and the fried eggs and ham sandwiched inside occasionally shimmered from the attached oil when catching the sunlight. With a gentle bite, a crisp "crunch" meant that the bread, fried eggs, and ham were all fried to perfection, the crispy texture and moderate saltiness spreading in