The crescent moon and stars come leisurely through the window, weaving romantic dreams.

A breeze blew into the room, carrying the scent of cassia flowers. Zhan Xinyue felt a little hot for no reason. There were 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 her previous life, Zhan Xinyue lived to be over 40, and spent almost all her energy on making money and resuming her career. She had no time or energy to study the affairs of men and women.

Most importantly, she hadn't met anyone who made her heart beat faster, so when it came to that, Zhan Xinyue was a complete blank slate.

Sheng Tunan, who was as white as a sheet of white paper, felt extremely hot when he saw 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 a strong passion and desire.

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

"I'll buy you a set of clothes. I'll get it to you now." Unexpectedly, Sheng Tunan didn't come over to sit down. Instead, he rushed out of the door and ran to the back to look for clothes in the luggage.

A few minutes later, Sheng Tunan came up like a gust of wind, holding two sets of clothes in his hands, and his trouser pockets were bulging with more things.

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

The color is very bright, 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 cities. Avant-garde teenagers even began to wear bell-bottom pants and floral shirts.

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

The top has short sleeves, a blazer neckline, 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 and took the opportunity to move next to his wife.

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

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

"Before going to the island, we have to pass through the capital of Huai Province. This city currently has the best economy in the country. There are many domestic products in the department store. I want to buy you a set of clothes for your wedding."

Sheng Tunan was not a Western-oriented person. In the 1970s, the domestic manufacturing industry was very backward and fashion was very basic, with no good-looking styles at all.

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

Zhan Xinyue didn't expect that Dongfang Xiaoqing helped her pick it. She paused for a moment and smiled, "She really has a good taste. I like it very much."

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

At that time, Sheng Tunan kept refusing, so Dong Fang Xiaoqing said that when other officers in the army got married, she, as the wife of the brigade commander, 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 these two sets of clothes. We will wear the red one tomorrow. Do you want to try the nightgown now to see if it is comfortable to wear?"

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

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