His thoughts were occupied for the next hour, but he was still able to finish preparing the meal for him and his wife. He stood in front of the coffee maker in a daze. Lu Qingfeng was still bothered by his recent nightmare, and there were times when he was afraid that he would never wake up and would realize that he was once again holding his wife's dead body.
He snapped out of his thoughts when he felt a pair of slender arms wrapping themselves around his waist and felt soft bosom pressed against his back. Lu Qingfeng didn't need to turn to see who it was, as only Su Xiaofei would be brave enough to touch him like this.
"You are up too early. I missed you in bed." She complained.
The corner of his lips curled up. Just knowing that Su Xiaofei wanted him, needed him, loved him was enough to make his mood better. He wouldn't know what he would do if he woke up one day to her hating him.
