November 18, 20XX (Monday)
Various Places
Early in the morning, Yang woke up from his slumber without Mei Lin by his side. He sat up straight in panic, and got up to alert everyone but then he saw her on her vanity chair applying skincare products on her face. Mei Lin looked at him through her mirror with raised eyebrows in confusion.
Yang touched his nose in helplessness; he had no idea how to explain his paranoia. Yang walked towards her and bent down to hug her shoulder while placing small gentle kisses on her neck. The giggle that left Mei Lin's lips brought Yang satisfaction.
"Good Morning," Yang drawled, voice raw and deep from long hours of being unused.
"Good morning, my husband." Mei Lin replied as she continued to massage the oil essence into her face gently.
"Where are you going so early?" Yang asked.
Mei Lin giggled, "I told you why last night, but I should have known you were already half asleep."