He wasn't any better.
These past days, he hadn't really slept well either.
Just as he managed to fall asleep, he'd be jolted awake easily. Without someone by his side, it felt like the world was missing a piece. It wasn't her suffering—clearly, it was him.
Soft spot—she truly was his soft spot.
This time, both of them slept deeply and peacefully, only waking up after noon the next day. Staying in the same position for so long made Lu Qing's arm feel a bit sore.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he was met with Qin Miaomiao's gaze.
Clear, yet deep.
"Morning, hubby."
"Morning."
"I want egg rolls, bacon, and toast. How about it?"
Lu Qing pinched her nose: "You're really spoiled now, bossing me around like it's a given?"
Qin Miaomiao nuzzled her head against his chest: "Pretty please?"
"Sure."
"See? Hubby is the best. Oh, and could you add some spaghetti too? I feel like I could eat a whole cow."
Lu Qing: .....
