In the bathroom, Shi Wangyue scattered a basket of fresh rose petals into the newly filled bathtub, then lit a scented candle, filling the room with fragrance.
After everything was ready, he returned to the bedroom where Ning Youguang was still groggily sleeping on the bed.
She really looked exhausted.
He felt a bit of heartache, yet he didn't regret it.
Kissing her sleeping, flushed cheek, he picked her up from the bed and placed her into the bathtub.
As soon as she hit the water, Ning Youguang's eyes flew open, startled.
"What's wrong?" Shi Wangyue asked gently.
Only then did Ning Youguang realize she was already in the bathtub, and she let out a small sigh of relief, "I thought I was drowning."
"You had a nightmare, baby." Shi Wangyue stroked her head, "Don't be scared, your husband is here."
"..."
Ning Youguang felt like a stone in the water, wanting nothing more than to sink.
—So embarrassing.
That term of endearment.
