Reborn on My Wedding Night: This Time, I Won't Fail My Soldier Husband
The next moment, the bedroom door was pushed open, startling Dong Shuyao.
Lu Yuzhou saw the silhouette sitting up in the darkness and reached out to flick on the light switch by the door.
Light flooded into Dong Shuyao’s eyes, and Lu Yuzhou, standing against the light, had saved her from the darkness once again.
“What’s wrong?”
The moment the light came on, Lu Yuzhou noticed that Dong Shuyao’s complexion didn't look right.
He strode over in two or three steps: “Why are you covered in cold sweat? Are you feeling unwell somewhere?”
In his military unit, some of his comrades' wives would suffer from excruciating stomach pain during those days of the month.
Just like Yaoyao was now!
“I’ll go pour you some brown sugar water.”
“No need!”
Dong Shuyao grabbed his arm: “I just had a nightmare. I’ll be fine once I calm down.”
Lu Yuzhou didn't have any special techniques; he simply followed his instincts, pulling her into his arms and patting her back gently: “Don’t be afraid. Our whole family will protect you.”
When he said these words, he was as firm as if he were swearing an oath under the national flag to be forever loyal to the country and the Party.
Dong Shuyao was amused by his solemn tone.
Although she couldn't see the expression on his face, she could already guess it.
This iron-willed man was truly unique even when it came to comforting someone.
“I’m fine now. Let’s go eat! Don’t let Mom and the others wait too long.”
Dong Shuyao patted Lu Yuzhou’s arm, which felt as solid as a fortress wall.
It was so hard that if she punched him, her own hand would probably ache for days.
Setting aside breakfast, this was the first proper meal Dong Shuyao had eaten at the Lu household. Originally, Cheng Meilan had prepared a simple meal of three dishes and one soup.