Lu Hualiang awoke with a start.
He instinctively lowered his head, looking at the woman lying in his arms.
Xia Weibao was sleeping soundly, and even with his sudden movement, she still hadn't woken up.
She used to be a light sleeper; sometimes when he accidentally touched her, she would suddenly wake up and then kick him off the bed.
Since when had she become reassured enough to sleep deeply by his side?
It seemed to be after they consummated their marriage...
Seeing that he hadn't disturbed her sleep, Lu Hualiang breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed his forehead.
He was already wide awake.
Turning to look at her face, he recalled the scenes from the dream he just had.
In the dream, he saw a bride dressed in a red phoenix crown and rosy cloud robes.
And that woman's face looked exactly like hers!
As for the man...
Lu Hualiang's eyebrows knitted tightly together; it was all very blurry.
