The guy somehow conjured another little figure dressed the same way, but it was clearly a little boy, chasing from behind and shouting: "Does my wife not like little girls? How about this time I tuck a little boy in for you? Or maybe both together? Wife, don't run, wife, stop!"
And so, Lin Yuan spent the entire night frantically running, leaving her breathless and sore all over, her legs still shaking uncontrollably even after waking up.
What is going on?
Is it the legendary pre-wedding jitters?
Lin Yuan scratched her head, feeling a bit parched as she sat at the table drinking water. But at the sight of the bright red teacup, the scene from her dream popped back into view, leaving her with no mood to drink.
This was her last day at her family home; tomorrow is the wedding day.
She had been through the wedding process with Lan Hua and Tian Hui, knowing full well that tomorrow would be a busy and very tense day.
Thinking of Lan Hua, Lin Yuan couldn't help but furrow her brow.
