During the day, he was overwhelmed with work, too busy to find any time, and hadn't rested well. He was already feeling sleepy.
Gu Nanqiao walked quietly to the bedside, then found a blanket and lightly draped it over him.
Huo Jingting sensed something unusual, his eyebrows twitching slightly, and then instinctively tightened his grip on her wrist.
She leaned down to his ear, "Have a good rest."
Huo Jingting opened his eyes and pulled her into his arms with a gentle force, "Xiaoqiao, I just had a dream."
"Hmm? What dream?"
"I dreamed that we had our wedding," he said with a smile, "Little Douya was our flower girl, and I even dreamed that you were pregnant again."
"I don't want to have a wedding with a big belly." Gu Nanqiao leaned into his chest, "Being pregnant will make me fat, and wearing a wedding dress would be ugly."
Huo Jingting kissed her hand, "What ugly? My wife is the most beautiful woman in the world."
