Qin Jiao placed the items in the east room. After all, the heated brick bed in there was larger and more comfortable, and she wasn't about to stand on ceremony with Shen Yi over something like this.
Shen Yi remained silent, quietly watching as Qin Jiao finished putting the things away. He then walked over to her and asked in a low voice, "Jiao Jiao, can I hug you?"
They were getting married tomorrow, and Shen Yi was terrified that if he did anything to upset Qin Jiao, she would call the whole thing off in an instant.
'Even if it's fake, I'm still so happy.'
Now, slightly tipsy, he was suddenly afraid this was all a dream. He was terrified that if he opened his eyes, they would be back in that car, on their way to get a divorce, about to be hit by a large truck.
Afraid the dream would end, he felt a desperate need to hold Jiao Jiao, to feel the warmth of her body and prove to himself this wasn't a daydream.
