Chapter 9 Let's stay in our dreams and not wake up.
Ye Yijun stammered nervously, pointing at the wooden bed in the room, looking completely bewildered and panicked.

Gong Yueyue raised her eyebrows and grinned, swatting Ye Yijun's hand away and smiling, "What? Ye Yijun, am I only allowed to stay in bed? Can't I come out for a walk?"

And what the heck is "piling up"? It's like lying down, okay? Okay? Okay?
How infuriating! What kind of adjective did Ye Yijun use? Does she think she's just a pair of meat?
Ye Yijun frowned and scrutinized Gong Yueyue from head to toe: "What, what are you saying?"

He heard exactly what Gong Yueyue said, but he dared not believe it.

I was so overweight this morning, how could this be...?

Ye Yijun carefully looked Gong Yueyue up and down; no wonder her face seemed so familiar.

Those eyebrows and eyes, those charming dimples that appear and disappear...

Could this really be what Gong Yueyue looks like when she's thinner? Or is he dreaming?
She rolled up her eyes: "Yueyue, you look so beautiful when you lose weight. Are you happy?"

This dream is so wonderful, I don't want to wake up ....

Gong Yueyue spun around on the spot, showing off her figure: "Of course I'm happy."

if not?
She can actually really like monster-sized fat people?
Do you absolutely love the way your body looks when it's lying flat on the bed?
Ye Yijun sighed: "As long as you're happy, then let's stay in this dream and not wake up."

Ever since Gong Yueyue's appetite increased significantly, she had never been happy, which he naturally noticed and felt deeply for. Normally, it took a lot of effort to see Gong Yueyue smile and to make her laugh.

Ye Yijun chuckled as he spoke, "That's great. Yueyue, it's so good that you've recovered."

His genuine smile is truly endearing.

Gong Yueyue: ...

Ye Yijun was tall and strong, with a robust and sturdy build.

With his dark, straight eyebrows, long, narrow eyes that seem to be smiling, a high nose bridge, thin lips with a distinct lip line, and a friendly and genuine smile, coupled with his short, layered hair that reaches his eyebrows, he looks youthful, handsome, and sunny.

This boy was the one who grew up with her; they were childhood sweethearts, but...

But why is Ye Yijun holding her arm?
Why did he pull her into his arms?

Gong Yueyue was stunned for a moment, then pressed her hands against Ye Yijun's firm chest and quickly pulled away from his embrace.

With her bright, captivating eyes wide open, she exclaimed, "Hey, what are you doing? Can't you be a little more composed? Ugh, you deserve to be beaten to death, you're hopelessly stupid. Ye Yijun, can't you even tell the difference between dreams and reality?"

Ye Yijun frowned in surprise and said, "Huh? It's not a dream?" He pinched his face hard, and it hurt terribly.

"Can……"

Gong Yueyue: "But what? I've recovered! I've successfully lost weight!"

Ye Yijun shook his head violently and laughed, "This, how is this possible?"

It's not true, it's absolutely not true.

How could someone who was a bunch of fat one second suddenly become a slender lady the next? But when he pinched his face, it really hurt.

Gong Yueyue looked at Ye Yijun, who was staring blankly at her incredulously, and said softly, "Because I suddenly gained magic, is it still difficult to lose weight instantly?"

Ye Yijun suddenly realized.

In their world, there is no shortage of alien species with magic, nor is there a shortage of humans with superpowers.

So, did Gong Yueyue receive help from some kind of supernatural being who gave her magic, allowing her to successfully lose weight?

Wow, that's great!

"That's great, Yueyue, I thought, I thought..."

I thought you'd only be able to spend the rest of your life lying in bed.

As Ye Yijun spoke, her eyes welled up with tears.

He stretched out his hands and rushed towards Gong Yueyue, wanting to pull her into his arms again.

Gong Yueyue took two steps back, avoiding Ye Yijun's embrace: "Cough cough, why is a grown man crying? Okay, okay, don't cry. You should be happy for me, shouldn't you?"

Ye Yijun nodded frantically with a silly grin, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.

Seeing that Ye Yijun's emotions had calmed down a bit, Gong Yueyue gently pursed her lips, her cunning in her eyes becoming even more obvious. She was eager to have some fun with that "virtuous and kind" stepmother, Qiao Yiyun.

(End of this chapter)

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