She saw only half a head peeking out from the side, and Lan Xin Ai, startled, quickly looked away and jumped off the bed.
"Who are you, and why are you in my bed?"
"Wife."
It was a familiar voice.
Lan Xin Ai's heart throbbed, "Husband?"
The man in the bed moved, his handsome face appearing in front of Lan Xin Ai, leaving her completely dumbfounded.
The man's lazy gaze was enchantingly mesmerizing. His handsome face was like that of a god from a painting, and his perfect abs were partially shown.
"Again with the dream, husband, please stop appearing. It's exhausting if it happens every night."
Lan Xin Ai regained her senses; her small face scrunched up in resentment.
"Silly." Xi Yemo looked at her fondly.
"In my dream, you dare to call me silly? I am Your Majesty, the Queen." Lan Xin Ai put her hands on her hips and glared at him.
"Hehe."
The man laughed out loud.
"Aren't you going to pay respects to Your Majesty, the Queen?"
