Her Husband Was Too Handsome

Qiao Mianmian nodded.

She still felt thirsty.

Mo Yesi filled the entire glass again, and only after finishing it did Qiao Mianmian feel less thirsty.

"Are you still thirsty?" Mo Yesi sat beside her and asked.

She shook her head.

He patted her on the head and said quietly, "Go to sleep, then."

Qiao Mianmian was sleepy.

It was only four in the morning. If she hadn't woken up from the thirst, she would've slept till eight or nine in the morning.

She lay back down but saw that he was still sitting upright with no intention of sleeping again. "What about you?"

Mo Yesi rubbed his temple. "I'm not tired yet. I'll watch you sleep first."

"Oh. Alright, then…"

Qiao Mianmian wanted to catch some sleep before she had to wake up early in the morning.

She usually fell asleep quite quickly.

This time wasn't any different.

As he heard her slow and steady breathing, Mo Yesi started to think about his dream again.