My Taoist nun girlfriend is from the Republic of China era, 1942.

Chapter 61 I'll Only Hug You

Chen Xiaomiao steeled her heart, closed her eyes, and fell straight onto the bed, her whole body stiff as a door panel.

She quickly pulled the blanket over herself, wrapping herself up from neck to toe, leaving only the back of her head facing Lu Yuan, and held her breath.

Lu Yuan put down his phone, reached out and tucked the blanket around Chen Xiaomiao's shoulder where it wasn't fully covered. His fingertips brushed against her collarbone, making Chen Xiaomiao shudder.

The anticipated storm did not arrive; the bedside lamp suddenly went out, darkness engulfed the room, leaving only the faint moonlight filtering in from the window.

Under the same blanket, the two were no more than a fist's distance apart, feeling the warmth emanating from each other, their breathing clearly audible.

"Little seedling".

Lu Yuan's voice rang out in the darkness, clear and deep.

"Ok?"

Have you thought about your future?

"later?"

Chen Xiaomiao repeated the two words in a daze.

That endless famine had long ago etched the words "survive today" into her very bones.

For someone who has been chronically hungry, thinking about the long-term future is a luxury...

"I haven't thought about it much," she answered honestly. "As long as I have enough to eat and wear, and a place to sleep, that's...that's good enough."

"So, do you still consider yourself my maid?" Lu Yuan changed the subject.

In the darkness, Chen Xiaomiao's eyelashes trembled slightly.

She recalled how she had been trembling with fear and trepidation when Lu Yuan first took her in, afraid that she would be kicked out of his home if she did anything wrong.

But now?

She would occasionally act childish in front of Lu Yuan, talk back to him, and even "tell on" him to Lu Yuan's grandmother.

If a landlord's maidservant was like her, she would probably have had her legs broken and been thrown out long ago, right?

Lu Yuan became increasingly audacious towards her, and she, in turn, became increasingly bolder in front of him.

This sense of self-satisfaction is something no "maid" should have.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Lu Yuan muttered to himself, "If you ask me, you shouldn't be a maid anymore. Let's... just live together."

"Living together as a couple?"

"Ah."

Lu Yuan responded seriously, "I used to not believe in those mystical things, but after seeing your abilities, I'm a little intimidated."

If there's really something to consider when I marry you, then let's just not worry about the formalities and just live like this.

The title you care about, in these days, it's really not that important.

He paused, seemingly organizing his thoughts.

"There's a profession now called long-haul truck driver. They haul piles of goods to faraway places and spend most of their time on the road. The road is too tiring, so some drivers will find a partner and drive together to take care of each other. People call this 'couple truck'."

But not all of them are real couples. They're just two people who get together to help each other out, cook for each other, and look out for each other on the road. They each get what they need.

As time goes on, they might actually develop some marital affection..."

Chen Xiaomiao felt a mix of emotions upon hearing this.

"So you mean we do the same?"

"If you want to..."

"Then what will you do in the future? Not get married?"

"If you don't want to marry me, then don't marry me."

Lu Yuan spoke lightly, but Chen Xiaomiao immediately became agitated.

"No!"

She turned around abruptly and said urgently to Lu Yuan, "How can you not get married? You're the only son in your family, and we need you to carry on the family line!"

Lu Yuan chuckled a few times, then turned over to face her, his voice even closer.

"Since you're living with me, can't you help me think of a solution?"

The warm breath brushed past her ear, and Chen Xiaomiao's mind went blank for a moment, as if a string had been plucked.

She pondered for a while before realizing the risqué undertone in Lu Yuan's words. Her cheeks flushed instantly, and she quickly shrank her head under the covers, her voice barely audible.

"You...you need to let me think about it first..."

"Alright, you think about it."

Lu Yuan didn't press her. After he finished speaking, he fell silent, and his breathing gradually became steady and long.

In bed, Chen Xiaomiao's heart was pounding.

After a long while, she poked her head out again and cautiously asked, "Lu Yuan, you've been telling me so much today, is it because you want to... live with me?"

Lu Yuan gave a vague "hmm," then added, "Not entirely. I have another purpose, and I was afraid that if I said directly that you disagreed, I would have to beat around the bush."

Chen Xiaomiao's curiosity was piqued: "What's the purpose?"

The next second, a warm arm reached out and pulled her body into its embrace, with an irresistible force, yet with extraordinary gentleness.

Chen Xiaomiao's body froze instantly.

Lu Yuan gently rested his chin on the top of her head, his voice muffled as it came from above, carrying a sense of triumphant satisfaction.

I just want to hold you while I sleep.

He paused, then emphasized it solemnly.

"Don't worry... I'll just hug you."

(End of this chapter)