Chapter 1961: The Road to the Ghost (5)

Feiyan walked to Rong Ruo's side, and always felt a little strange looking at Rong Ruo who was the same height as her.

"Xiao Ruo, your soul and body seem to be a little different..." Feiyan looked at the familiar face, he had obviously seen it since he was a child, but at this moment he felt familiar but strange.

Rong Ruo looked away slightly, seemingly casually said: "Is that so..."

"They are also much taller." Feiyan compared the two of them. Originally, he was half a head taller than Rong Ruo, but now they are the same height.

Rong Ruo didn't say anything, just looked aside, thoughtful.

"Is it me next?" Jun Wuxie looked at Jun Wuyao and asked.

Her soul is different from others.

Jun Wuyao smiled, pulled Jun Wuxie into her arms, carried her into the room, "Yezi, prepare a set of clothes for Xiao Xie'er." After speaking, he walked into the room and closed the door.

"Yes." Ye Qu replied, and patted Ming Shu's belly, Ming Shu spit out a bunch of small ink cartridges.

"What is this?" Qiao Chu squatted on the side and looked at it strangely. For the first time, he knew that the things used by the soul can really be burned.

Yezi ignored him and just concentrated on drawing the clothes. Compared with Qiao Chu's and the others' clothes, Yezi painted with extra care this time. She didn't even miss the lines and embroidery on the clothes. After drawing the lines, Ye Zi reached out to take those small ink cartridges again, and those ink cartridges were filled with colorful paints, and Ye Zi just dipped in various colors and filled them on the paper carefully.

"This...the difference in treatment is too big." Qiao Chu swallowed, looking at Ye Zizai's carefully drawn clothes, which are clothes, they are as meticulous as embroidery.

Looking at the beautiful and colorful women's clothing in the painting, and looking at her own pure white and simple long gown, Qiao Chu wanted to cry.

"Be content, it's good to have clothes to wear." Feiyan didn't think it mattered, this time Yeju drew him a set of men's clothes, and he was very satisfied.

Qiao Chu closed her mouth, knowing that if she hadn't been in Jun Wuxie's favor, let alone clothes, she wouldn't even have the chance to eat and practice.

In the room, Jun Wuxie stood in front of Jun Wuyao, waiting for Jun Wuyao to make a move.

Jun Wuyao stretched out his hand slowly, and the warm hand gradually approached Jun Wuxie's chest.

Jun Wuxie calmly waited for the moment when the soul left the body,

In fact, she is no stranger to such things. She had already experienced what it was like to have her soul stripped from her body when she was fused with the little black cat in her previous life.

Seeing Jun Wuyao's palm close at hand, the discomfort in memory made Jun Wuxie subconsciously close her eyes, waiting for the moment when her soul would leave her body.

But……

The expected pain did not appear, nor did she feel the abnormality of the soul leaving the body. The gradually rising warmth on her chest made Jun Wuxie open her eyes.

A big hand was pressing against her slightly raised chest.

"..." Jun Wuxie stared at the palm speechlessly, it didn't intend to pass through her chest at all, but was greedily attached to the soft part of her, Jun Wuxie raised her head and looked at Jun Wuxie medicine.

There was a malicious smile on the corner of Jun Wuyao's mouth, he leaned forward slightly, looked at Jun Wuxie with half-closed eyes and said:

"Little Xie'er has grown up."

Just when Jun Wuxie was considering whether to slap that unruly paw away...