Lu Xiao stretched out his arms, and instantly, her little head leaned in, resting on his strong, firm arms.
The two of them lay side by side, facing each other, embraced.
They were so close that their breaths mingled together.
Wen Xian felt that this sensation was wonderful; they always spent more time apart than together. In fact, just lying on the bed like this, quietly watching each other, made her completely content.
"Why did you call me?"
She asked.
At her words, Lu Xiao did not speak, but just looked at her, his eyes brimming with tenderness.
He now seemed to truly understand what his mother had once said about what it feels like to have a 'wife warming the bed'.
She waited for him in bed, warming his spot, then moved inside to give him the warmed-up spot.
But as a strong man, how could he really be cold? It was just that feeling of being cared for and cherished that was very pleasant.
