my husband is a killer

261 Pregnant 1
The thin morning light has not yet dissipated, and the cool blue before dawn is frozen like ice flakes. The early morning in Kuching is still dark and quiet. There are only sporadic early risers hurrying on the streets, and there are rules at this time of day. The sound of running along the Sarawak River has turned around half of Nanshi, bringing the first rhythm of a new day to those who are still sleeping!
The time of day is very precise. When I turned around after a morning run and saw the small second floor of my home, the last trace of gray cloud in the sky had just faded away, and the ice-like blue had just begun to shine and flow for the first time. A house with a red roof and white walls is exposed in the verdant greenery. In the courtyard, red and yellow canna clumps are blooming like a fire. In the morning light, there is an indescribable vitality. Every time at this time, he always slows down and wipes it off Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he couldn't help but smile at the little house, the blue sky was reflected in his eyes, a piece of tenderness shone!

In the last part of the run, there will be a door that is always open for him. Inside the door is a fat cat that is wheezing, a steaming breakfast, and his wife, smiling gently.I have always had the habit of getting up early and running. In the fog, it is just a necessary training. In Kuching, after running a long lap in sweat, and then seeing the warm hut in the morning light and among the greenery, it will always make me feel better. He couldn't help but feel the joy and touch of going home!

Gathering her mind, she put the towel on her neck and stepped on the last part of the road. When she opened the door and returned home, she heard her voice coming from the kitchen:

"I'm back, the water is on the table, drink it and go take a shower first, breakfast will be ready soon!"

The table is full of a glass of cold water that is just warm—this is also his habit for many years. The glass of warm water after a morning run is now taken care of by his wife every little detail in his life. I got up and drank it all, but didn't go to the bathroom, and went straight into the kitchen.

Lin Pang rushed out from inside, and he didn't bother to pay attention to the dead cat. He hugged the woman who was frying eggs from behind, kissed her cheek repeatedly, and said softly:
"Now that Binzai is helping to take care of the store, why don't you sleep a little longer, and let's go to the store for breakfast!" She turned her head and kissed him back, smiling:
"Get used to it, get up and make breakfast when you can't sleep!"

He put his head down and wanted to kiss deeply again, but she pushed him away with a smile:

"Okay, go take a shower, the eggs are going to burn!"

(End of this chapter)