It's strange—she'd been so sleepy soaking in the bathtub just now.
But once she actually lay down in bed, the sleepiness vanished.
Staring up at the ceiling, Ning Youguang felt like this whole day had been one long dream.
Everything that had happened in the dream had gone way beyond anything she'd expected.
She turned her head to look at the person lying flat on his back beside her, also gazing up at the ceiling: that long neck, the sharp, pronounced Adam's apple, pale skin, features chiseled like a sculpture…
And suddenly she felt that even if this really was just a dream, it was a beautiful one worth dreaming.
"Hubby, did I tell you? You were seriously handsome when you came to pick me up at our university this afternoon."
"No." The tips of Shi Wangyue's ears flushed a faint, gorgeous red.
But when he turned his head to look at Ning Youguang, his eyes were shining.
