In the end, I obediently lay down on that oversized double bed.
Unlike the last time when I got drunk and slept in Gu Fan’s bedroom, this time it was truly just the two of us in the house.
Moreover, the bedroom at Gu Fan’s little uncle’s place was very, very small, so Gu Fan could only sit sideways on the edge of the bed and chat with me.
“Rest assured, Zhi Nian. I’m going to the market at the entrance of the neighborhood to buy some groceries. I’ll be back soon. I won’t abandon you here.”
Gu Fan’s tone sounded a little helpless, but I stubbornly clung to the corner of his shirt without letting go.
Finally getting to briefly realize the fantasy of “living together” with Gu Fan, I was unwilling to have him leave just as we entered the house.
Originally, I had only casually mentioned to Gu Fan that I hadn’t slept well today. Unexpectedly, as soon as I lay down on the bed, a wave of drowsiness started to wash over me. I didn’t know if it was because the air was not very well circulated.
Of course, selfishly, I felt that the narrowness of the room played an even bigger role. Being with Gu Fan in such a small bedroom inexplicably created a strong sense of warmth.
Although between us, our current status was still just ordinary childhood friends, nothing more. We hadn’t yet reached that stage of being lovers who could naturally be so physically close.
But… if conditions permitted, and Gu Fan confessed his love to me right now, I would definitely play coy for a bit, then happily accept. After all, I had been waiting for Gu Fan to confess to me for such a long time.
Thinking of this, my mood couldn’t help but sink a little.
When would this blockhead Gu Fan finally understand my feelings?
After I had already shown my attitude with my actions, Gu Fan didn’t forcefully push my hand away but let me hold onto his shirt corner.
He even gently held my left hand in his broad palm, placing it back on my belly carefully and properly, so I could sleep peacefully.
“All right, I won’t leave. For now, I’ll serve my childhood miss properly. Is that acceptable?”
I hummed a vague “Mm” through my nose and then turned my head slightly to avoid Gu Fan’s gaze.
However, my hand was not behaving well as I grabbed the cuff of his wrist and pressed it on my abdomen, forcing him to feel the rise and fall of my breathing.
Hehe, I definitely wouldn’t admit that it was because I was addicted to the warm temperature of Gu Fan’s palm.
Ever since I transmigrated into a catgirl, I have become incredibly fond of warm things—like soft, fluffy bedding, bathtubs that maintain a constant temperature during baths, and of course, my childhood friend who feels like a burning furnace in winter.
Just for this reason alone, I want to cling to Gu Fan without letting go all winter long.
With such fantasies, I silently made a resolution deep in my heart—once Gu Fan and I officially become husband and wife, I will definitely find a day with no interruptions and turn into a koala, clinging to Gu Fan all day without getting off.
Hmph, my weight probably isn’t that heavy, right? I even used the electronic scale at home recently. Compared to girls of the same height, my weight was a little lower.
And that was counting my cat ears and tail! Doesn’t that prove I’m truly a big fluffy girl with a wasp waist?
My confidence visibly rose as I curled my fingers happily, secretly hooking the broad hand that covered my navel.
It seemed to sense my little movement, calmly grabbing the hand I was fidgeting with and wrapping it in his palm, forcing the warmth to transfer to me.
“No more fooling around. Play after you wake up. Sleeping is the priority now.”
Perhaps it was just my imagination, but Gu Fan’s voice in this small bedroom sounded softer and more magnetic than when he was outdoors.
Maybe it’s the same reason why singing in a bathroom sounds better? Whatever the case, every word Gu Fan softly spoke seemed to carry a magic that made me even sleepier.
Unlike the hypnotism the fortune teller had cast on me, Gu Fan’s voice was more subtle, like a spring rain quietly nourishing the earth, sneaking into my mind when I was unguarded, weaving a silken net that wrapped my drowsy consciousness tightly.
By the time I realized what was happening, I had already fallen into a dream, vaguely feeling the warm furnace at my abdomen still there, even lightly massaging me.
Being coaxed to sleep by Gu Fan… I really am so lucky…
A fragmented, chaotic dream bounced like I was on an unstable trampoline—one moment soaring high, the next fall didn’t bounce back as expected but just gently rebounded a few times.
I sat up, pressing my slightly swollen forehead, blinking drowsily as I took in the small bedroom.
The sheer curtains were tightly drawn, letting only a faint sliver of light into the room, clearly near dusk.
The door was tightly closed too. Gu Fan, who had been sitting by the bed coaxing me to sleep, was nowhere to be found. The door’s soundproofing and blackout were so good that I couldn’t tell if Gu Fan was outside or not.
Come to think of it, where was I?
After asking this question vaguely, it took me a while to recall—this was Gu Fan’s little uncle’s vacant house.
The warm sensation on my belly still remained. I looked down and saw that a hot water bag, not perfectly temperature-controlled, was resting on my little tummy.
I took the hot water bag off and placed it by the bedside, then scratched the slightly raised hairs on my head, zoning out for a while to let my consciousness fully clear.
My cat tail under my butt was quicker to react than my mind. Not long after waking, it popped out, swaying left and right like a curious earthworm.
I reached out to straighten my curled cat ears, then grabbed my phone from the bedside table. I turned on the screen and glanced at the time.
“Six o’clock…?”
My murmured voice sounded hoarse, probably from not drinking water for a long time.
I took a deep breath, threw back the thick blanket, and rolled over toward the edge of the bed.
Thanks to my catgirl nature, I landed on the floor with only the faintest “pat” sound.
Before going to sleep, I had deliberately taken off my tights and tossed them aside. Thinking it over, I decided not to put them back on. My calves felt a bit chilly, but as a catgirl, I’m fairly cold-resistant. Besides, I’m indoors—what’s there to worry about? At worst, I could use this as an excuse to get Gu Fan to massage my legs a bit. Hmph.
Slipping into my slippers and heading toward the door, I had this little fantasy. If there were an idiom to describe my behavior, it should be “taking advantage inch by inch.”
Hmm, no, that’s not an idiom—“taking advantage inch by inch” fits better.