The Fat Wife of the 1980s Awakens

Finally, she mustered up the courage and took the step toward the other room.

Xie Yi had been lying quietly on the bed over there. He pretended to be unaware of Xu Xiufang's arrival. His face was as calm as a lake, but his heart was already in turmoil.

The moment Xu Xiufang stepped into the room, the nervousness and uneasiness in her heart were like millions of ants crawling around in her heart. She wished so much that she could have a sofa as a temporary shelter so that she could catch her breath.

After noticing the subtle change in the atmosphere, Xie Yi quietly stood up and gave up half of his bed with an almost cold expression but with a bit of imperceptible consideration.

In order to avoid making the atmosphere too awkward, Xie Yi turned around and tried to find bedding in the closet so that he could sleep on the floor.

But after a futile search, Xie Yi found that there was not even a corner of the quilt left in the cabinet. He couldn't help but panic and asked Xu Xiufang in a low voice: "Where is our quilt?"

Xu Xiufang looked a little embarrassed, and hesitantly told the truth: "My sister moved all the quilts to her room when you weren't paying attention."

This sudden confession made the air freeze in an instant.

Xie Yi was speechless for a moment, feeling mixed emotions.

Xu Xiufang was also worried. Sharing a bed was obviously not a suitable solution, but she also couldn't bear to see Xie Yi suffer from the cold.

Taking Xie Yi's health into consideration, Xu Xiufang proposed a compromise after some consideration: "Otherwise, you can come up to the bed and rest first. We can put a quilt between us as a partition, so that we can sleep well and not affect each other."

Xie Yi frowned slightly when he heard this, but he did not object immediately.

At such a special moment, perhaps this arrangement is the best compromise.

He didn't want to seem fussy, and besides, this was just a temporary emergency.

So, Xie Yi sat silently on the edge of the bed, leaning forward slightly, as if he was weighing things.

The moonlight outside the window was as clear as water, quietly creeping into the house, adding a bit of softness to the quiet night.

Xu Xiufang gently took off her shoes and socks, and moved lightly to the inside of the bed, with a hint of shyness and temptation in her voice: "Then I... I'll rest first."

After she finished speaking, her eyes flickered, as if expecting some kind of response.

Complex emotions surged in Xie Yi's heart, like an unexpected storm, stirring his thoughts.

He knew very well that the Xu Xiufang standing in front of him was no longer the one he remembered.

Time has carved a new outline on her, not only in appearance, but also in her straightforward and open-minded character.

Her way of handling things is direct yet delicate. The decisiveness and competence revealed in her words may not be matched even by those experienced working women or vigorous and decisive female entrepreneurs.

Her occasional appearance of Ming Erming added a bit of agility and fun to her, making Xie Yi increasingly curious about her.

Suppressing the rage in his heart, Xie Yi chose to remain silent. He did not ask any more questions. He just observed Xu Xiufang's every move and slowly lay down beside her.

The bed sank slightly due to the weight of the two people, and a subtle atmosphere filled the air.

As the night deepened, Xie Yi tossed and turned on his pillow, unable to fall asleep.

In sharp contrast, the carefree Xu Xiufang had already fallen asleep, and her soft snoring sounded like the breeze from the distant mountains, blowing leisurely by.

Xie Yi inadvertently turned his gaze to the woman beside him.

The moonlight filtered through the window, casting a layer of light silver gauze on Xu Xiufang's face and figure, making her already slender features appear even more delicate, with an indescribable beauty.

Her arms were exposed, her skin was white as snow and delicate as jade, which made Xie Yi's heart throb subtly, and he unconsciously wanted to avoid this sudden feeling of closeness.

Just as he was about to turn his back, Xu Xiufang unconsciously turned over and placed her arms lightly on his chest. Her long legs seemed to have found some support and naturally wrapped around him like the tentacles of an octopus.

Xie Yi looked sideways, and in the dim light, he saw Xu Xiufang's peaceful sleeping face. Her clothes were slightly opened due to her movements, revealing the faint curve below her neck. The unintentional temptation caught Xie Yi off guard.

He turned his head abruptly, took a deep breath, and tried to calm his chaotic thoughts. Then he gently grabbed her hand and wanted to put it back in place, but was surprised to find that the hand seemed to have its own will. With a slight flick, it returned to its original position.

Through repeated attempts, Xie Yi gradually realized that this seemingly harmless hand seemed to have its own ideas and began to move slowly on his abdomen.

Especially when the hand slowly slid down and touched his sensitive nerves, Xie Yi completely froze.

He squeezed the playful hand hard, his previous sense of amusement now completely replaced by embarrassment.

Recalling the last time when he was checking the drawings in the main hall, the half-naked himself caught some deep meaning from Xu Xiufang's unusual eyes. Now it seems that his intuition was indeed accurate.

Xie Yi was a thoughtful person. He understood that Xu Xiufang, who came from another time and space, had a fundamentally different way of thinking from this era. Such intimacy might be her unique way of expressing her emotions.

At this moment, Xu Xiufang was immersed in a dream that could not be described in words.

It was a dream full of passion and freedom. In the dream, she transformed into a lively octopus, tightly hugging a strong man with both strength and wildness. Her hands wandered on his solid body, and every touch was so real and tempting.

The man in the dream was tall and strong, with smooth muscle lines. Under the scorching sun, sweat slowly flowed along his undulating muscles. All this made Xu Xiufang obsessed.

The man in the dream was as mighty as a wild beast, with bulging muscles that glowed with a bronze luster under the moonlight. Suddenly, he knocked Xu Xiufang to the ground with irresistible force. The shock of that moment made people's hearts beat like drums.

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A night of beautiful dreams and lingering sorrows made Xu Xiufang extremely exhausted. When she woke up, her body seemed to still be throbbing and her soul seemed to still be echoing with unfinished whispers.

When she woke up in the morning, Xu Xiufang slowly opened her hazy eyes. The pillow tightly clenched in her hand suddenly woke her up as if she was shifting gears in a dream, and a trace of embarrassment and shyness unconsciously emerged on her face.

Turning around, she saw Xie Yi still sleeping soundly with his breathing even and deep. She carefully withdrew her arms that were still around him, and her legs that were unconsciously pressing on his muscular body, for fear of disturbing this rare tranquility.

The moment she withdrew her hands and feet, her cheeks involuntarily turned red all the way to her neck.

Xie Yi gradually woke up from Xu Xiufang's subtle movements. He closed his eyes tightly, and the whispers in his dream seemed to still echo in his ears, buzzing continuously. He really didn't want to face the obsessed look of Xu Xiufang in his dreams, which always easily broke down the defenses in his heart.