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The leisurely crescent moon and stars weave a romantic dream outside the window.

A breeze blew, carrying the scent of cassia flowers, into the room. Zhan Xinyue felt a little hot for no reason. There was no pajamas for sale at the supply and marketing cooperative, so she wore a long-sleeved shirt and long pants.

I really want to take off my clothes, but I don’t want to do it myself.

In his previous life, Zhan Xinyue lived to be over forty years old, and almost all of his energy was spent on making money and revenge. He had no time and energy to study matters between men and women.

The most important thing is that she has not met anyone who makes her heart beat, so when it comes to that aspect, Zhan Xinyue is a blank slate.

Sheng Tunan, who was also a blank slate, began to feel extremely hot when he looked at his newlywed wife with black hair, red lips, white teeth, a face as rosy as a peach, and a face as bright as a rose.

"Xinyue," the man's voice was low and hoarse, revealing strong love and desire.

Zhan Xinyue responded shyly, thinking that the man would make some move, so she moved to make room for Sheng Tunan.

"I bought you a set of clothes. I'll go downstairs and get it for you now." Unexpectedly, Sheng Tunan did not come over to sit down. Instead, he rushed out of the door and ran downstairs to look for clothes in the luggage.

A few minutes later, Sheng Tunan came up again with two sets of clothes in his hands. His trouser pockets were bulging with some extra things.

"Wife, try it on and see if it fits you." Sheng Tunan first handed a bright red dress to Zhan Xinyue.

The color is very positive, suitable for wedding wear.

In 1977, clothing was no longer the same old black, white, blue and gray. Brightly colored clothing had begun to become popular in big cities. Young people who were more avant-garde had even started wearing bell-bottom pants and floral shirts.

Zhan Xinyue took the clothes, tried them on herself, and happily put them on the bed, spreading them out, and said happily: "No need to try them on, it fits me well, I like this style too."

The top has short sleeves, a blazer collar, and a nipped-in waist design, and is paired with an A-line skirt that has a slightly fishtail style. You can tell it's very slimming without even having to wear it.

"As long as you like it." Sheng Tunan said with a smile, taking the opportunity to move next to his wife.

"I didn't realize you were quite good at picking clothes for women." Zhan Xinyue teased.

"Guagua's mother helped me choose it." Sheng Tunan was afraid that his wife would misunderstand him, so he hurriedly explained.

"Before we go to the island, we have to pass through the capital of Huai Province. This city currently has the best economy in the country. The department store has a lot of foreign goods. I was thinking of buying you a set of clothes for your wedding."

Sheng Tunan was not a Western-worshiper. In the 70s, the domestic manufacturing industry was very backward, and the fashions were all basic styles with no good-looking designs at all.

"When Guagua's mom heard this, she said she had nothing to do anyway, so she took Guagua upstairs. She has good taste and picked this outfit for you at first sight. I think it looks good too, and you will look really beautiful in it."

Zhan Xinyue didn't expect that it was Dongfang Xiaoqing who helped her choose it. After a slight pause, she smiled and said, "She really has a good eye. I like it very much."

Sheng Tunan handed a silk nightgown in his hand to Zhan Xinyue: "This is what Guagua's mother bought for you. I didn't want it, but she insisted on buying it for me, saying that women must have a nightgown to sleep comfortably at night."

At that time, Sheng Tunan kept refusing, so Dongfang Xiaoqing said that when other officers in the army got married, she, as the brigade commander's wife, would give a gift to the newlywed wives.

Having said that, Sheng Tunan could only accept it with a smile.

"Xinyue, I have already washed both sets of clothes. We will wear the red one tomorrow. Now do you want to try on the nightgown to see if it is comfortable?"

Sheng Tunan suddenly approached, looked down at Zhan Xinyue, and his Adam's apple rolled.

"Xinyue, can I help you change into your pajamas?"