Qinghui snapped his little paw, although he said that he would change it, but the little paw was quite insincere.

His eyes were sluggish and lazy, as if he was going to turn his head and fall asleep the next moment.

Mu Ruojin walked over with his feet raised and reached out to pinch the little girl's cheek.

You can be a little more perfunctory to him, really.

Mu Ruojin snorted lowly.

Qinghui wrinkled his little nose in dissatisfaction and slapped his hand away.

A pair of big lazy eyes stared at him.

The meaning is obvious: it's enough to give you face, what do you want?

Then Qinghui saw the man in front of him who originally looked like an elite Confucian businessman, his black hair slowly became longer, and then with a subtle light, the long hair was caught by a conjured hosta.

The nightgown on his body also turned into a green robe.

The whole person seems to have an indescribable fairy aura.

Qinghui's sleepiness was slightly driven away, and he looked at the person in front of him, with a little interest in his eyes.

I don't know if it's Qinghui's illusion.

The voice of the person in front of him was much clearer.

Like a breeze, it faintly swept over the ears.

The corners of Qinghui's lips pursed slightly, grabbed his clothes, and looked at him a little curiously.

Then he reached out and tried to pull his hair.

Mu Ruojin hid back slightly, a little crying and laughing.

Before, when both of them were beasts, he remembered that the little one liked to pull his tail.

Now I want to get my hair again.

What's going on, what kind of hobby is this?

Qinghui didn't see it, with a hint of regret in his eyes, but he was quickly diverted.

Grabbing his clothes and blinking his eyes, I felt that I had experienced the joy of watching other people change their clothes.

Especially the beauty dress-up, a variety of styles, pleasing to the eye.

So Qinghui naturally looked at him and spoke.

"Change again."

Is he serving the little ancestor?

Hearing Qinghui's tone.

Mu Ruojin was a little funny.

I felt like I was really digging a hole for myself to jump.

At first, he evoked the memories of the little girl, and then aroused the interest of the little girl, he has lived for so long, and it is the first time that someone has asked him to change his clothes to her so confidently in front of him.

But it's also with it.

The flowing green clothes on his body are slowly changing.

It has become the kind of elegant caftan of the Republic of China, and the handsome face has not changed, but it has all kinds of atmosphere.

The rest of the clothes, even military uniforms and the like, don't know what he's done in all those years.

When the man in a light blue luxurious robe who looked like a noble son looked at the little girl again.

The little girl had already seen too many clothes, and she couldn't hold it at the moment, and she was a little tired after cleaning up so many people after her transformation.

Now after making a fuss for a while, I immediately fell asleep.

He slept heavily, curled up in his bed.

Dressed in white cotton and linen pajamas, her black hair was scattered behind her, in stark contrast to the white sheets.

Clean and pure.

The man sighed softly, reached out and touched Qinghui's hair gently, it didn't look like it was over, but fortunately, it was late, and now ...... "It's finally sleeping." ”

Watch the little girl occupy her bed.

Mu Ruojin straightened up lightly.

I knew it would turn out like this.