Lu Xingzhi's beautiful dream stopped when his wife happily buried her face in the food. The second Lu Xingzhi opened his eyes, he heard a clear and vivid voice, which seemed to be the same as the voice in the dream. He could not tell if it was a dream or reality.
"What were you mumbling about just now?"
When Jiang Yao saw Lu Xingzhi open his eyes, she asked, "How did you sleep so well tonight? I tried calling you several times, but you didn't answer."
"I dreamed that you ate a big meal. "
"It was too good, and I couldn't bear to wake up." Lu Xingzhi clicked his tongue and turned to look at Jiang Yao. "What's the matter? Can't sleep?"
"I'm hungry."
Jiang Yao touched her stomach; she looked aggrieved. "I woke up hungry."
Lu Xingzhi sat up abruptly, a surprised expression on his face. Could he have fixed his wife's morning sickness after having a dream?