Hubby, Do You Think That We Will Be Blissful?
Editor: Larbre Studio
Jian Han's beautiful almond-shaped eyes were in a blur, and she was in a daze. Slowly, she moved around and turned her small head sideways to look at the other side of the bed; there was no one here.
Zhou Dayuan was not around.
Jian Han leaped up from the bed in an instant. She looked nervous as she hurriedly got out of bed. She did not even put her shoes on as she said, "Dayuan, Zhou Dayuan… Hubby…"
She dashed out of the door.
Where did Zhou Dayuan go?
She was so blissful last night. Everything was just like a dream. Now that she woke up, did she also wake up from her dream, and he was not around once again?
Jian Han could not stop the tears in her eyes from falling down. She used her small hand to messily wipe her tears. She ran across the corridor as she descended the stairs. She called out for him. "Hubby, hubby…"