Miaomiao tried hard to keep her movements small, tiptoeing around the kitchen as she prepared Ansheng's favorite dishes, taking care not to wake him.
Beside her, the rice cooker hummed softly. Miaomiao sliced the potatoes with intense focus and precise movements, slow yet steady, with the utmost familiarity.
With her head bowed and a few strands of hair falling across her face, Miaomiao reached up to tuck them behind her ear, letting out a soft sigh.
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