In fact, she didn’t know what Lu Moqing was up to. How could it not be awkward for two people who spent the afternoon getting a divorce to spend the night together in the sa room?
Qiao Xu felt that Lu Moqing was a real scum, deliberately going against her, even making her suffer when she was sick.
Well, if he wanted to stay here, let him stay.
Qiao Xu planned to ignore him directly. At this mont, her dizziness had subsided sowhat, but she still felt uncomfortable.
As she walked to the bed and pulled back the covers, she hesitated for a mont, only then rembering that she had vomited on the quilt earlier. The bed was a ss. When had the nursing assistant co to change it?
With this thought in her mind, Qiao Xu glanced at Lu Moqing and then lay down without a sound.
With the presence of Lu Moqing, it was easy for Qiao Xu to be affected, but she couldn’t stand the natural physical reaction any longer. After all the commotion earlier, she felt even more tired than before.
After a while, she fell into a deep sleep.
In fact, although Lu Moqing didn’t leave the ward, he didn’t dare to make any obvious noise, afraid of disturbing Qiao Xu’s rest.
It was only after a long ti, when he heard Qiao Xu’s steady breathing, that Lu Moqing softly approached her, pulled up the quilt for her, and checked her face. Seeing that she was sleeping soundly, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The décor of the VIP ward focused on a luxurious, holy ambiance. Apart from the necessary dical equipnt, there was also a two-ter-wide bed for family mbers or caregivers to sleep on.
However, Lu Moqing was worried about Qiao Xu. Instead of going to the bed, he pulled a small recliner in the ward and placed it next to Qiao Xu’s bed.
His tall body squeezed into the cramped space wasn’t comfortable, but it seed being closer to Qiao Xu made him feel more at ease. That bit of discomfort was nothing in comparison.
He lay on his side, facing Qiao Xu’s sleeping face, as if there were only the two of them left in the entire world.
He never knew that simply watching soone sleep like this could bring such unprecedented satisfaction.
As he continued watching, he suddenly frowned, realizing that in the three years he had been married to Qiao Xu, they had never spent such a mont together.
What used to be the most normal way for a husband and wife to interact now seed like a luxury to him.
The feeling was not good, not good at all.
The deeper he thought about it, the more reluctant Lu Moqing felt. He felt like he had missed out on many things that he shouldn’t have.
For those three years of marriage, he should have had a better relationship with Qiao Xu.
At this thought, Lu Moqing’s brow furrowed even deeper.
His hand reached out involuntarily, gently touching Qiao Xu’s face, and he subconsciously moved even closer to her.
"What was the point of all that competition between us?"
Now he realized how pointless it was. All the competition and strife only ended up hurting himself.
He stared at Qiao Xu for a long ti, and the more he looked, the more he found his wife to be unbearably beautiful. Gradually, he unknowingly fell asleep as well.
Lu Moqing was an early riser. Usually around six in the morning, he would be jogging in the gym downstairs at ho. Today at this ti, he woke up naturally.
On top of that, the recliner he had slept on was incredibly small, and he hadn’t slept well all night.
When he got up, he even felt that all his muscles were aching.
He touched his neck and turned it around. At that mont, the mobile phone on the side began to vibrate slightly.
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