Nan Xian debuted at twenty and became an overnight sensation. At twenty-three, at the peak of her career, she married He Mingxiao. Who knew that on their wedding night, Nan Xian would receive a con...
dream?
The scene before her vanished instantly, and she slowly opened her eyes, meeting He Mingxiao's worried gaze.
He knelt on one knee on the seat beside her, his broad figure enveloping her completely. He gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his thumb and coaxed her softly, "You had a nightmare just now. Drink some water and calm down."
She stared blankly at him, then subconsciously took a sip of warm water from his hand. The chill in her body subsided, and she finally came to her senses.
Realizing that their posture was rather intimate, her ears quickly turned red, and she guiltily looked away.
"Ahem, Mr. He, I'm fine now, you can... leave."
This time, He Mingxiao didn't try to flirt with her again and obediently sat back down in his seat.
Have you been having nightmares a lot lately?
Nan Xian was taken aback. "No, I've only dreamed about it occasionally these past couple of days...it's probably because of the stress."
He Mingxiao frowned, lowered his eyes, and remained silent.
Dinner was served quickly.
Looking at the plate of fried cod with seasonal vegetables that she had reluctantly exchanged for, Nan Xian really couldn't muster any interest. She picked up her knife and fork and chopped the fish into tiny pieces.
She couldn't help but glance sideways at He Mingxiao's table.
That pan-fried chicken breast looks so delicious, the sauce is so rich and fragrant...
Suddenly, He Mingxiao picked up his plate, reached out his other hand to her, and switched their plates.
Nan Xian was stunned for a second.
On the plate, the chicken breast was cut into bite-sized pieces, each coated with sauce—clearly not something airline catering staff would patiently do.
He Mingxiao casually put the fish meat that she had poked into pieces into his mouth.
Nan Xian blushed with embarrassment again. She stared at the table in front of her and thought hard for a moment, when suddenly an idea struck her.
"Um, about the meal I promised you before—I'll treat you."
He Mingxiao turned his head to the side, raised his eyebrows, and a smile appeared at the corner of his eyes.
"Alright, Miss Nan, you'll have to go to all that trouble."
"Cough cough, it's nothing." Nan Xian quickly looked away and took a sip of water to calm her nerves.
Oh my god, this guy is using his male charm to seduce people again... Calm down, calm down!