Through the white curtain, the sunlight reflected on Yan Mei's face. She slowly opened her eyes. She looked at the sun through the window and rubbed her eyes.
She slightly turned her head. Yan Mei was in a daze for a few seconds and saw Lei Zhao was still sleeping. His face was pure and clean, just like a newborn baby. It brought her into an inexplicably good mood.
"Good morning wife. Are you satisfied watching your handsome husband?" Lei Zhao suddenly opened his eyes and caught Yan Mei staring at him. Yan Mei deliberately avoided his gaze because she was a little embarrassed.
"Not satisfied. But I'm not dissatisfied either," she replied, making Lei Zhao furrowed his brows and light up his extremely charming eyes in amusement. His thin lips formed into a smile.
"Neither satisfied nor dissatisfied? As long as my wife is not scared of my look, then I'm good. It seems that you have good eyes, my wife. You married the right person."
