Stop crying, I'll give it to you, okay?

Xiao Wuli carried the person in his arms forward, ignoring the sorrowful "No—" sound behind him.

Chi Buwan looked at Xiao Wuli, whose long eyelashes were slightly lowered, and noticed his dejection. He reached out and cupped Xiao Wuli's face, saying, "Xuanqi is always acting erratically, there's no need to listen to its nonsense."

Xiao Wuli lowered his head and gave a muffled "hmm".

"Ring ring ring—The most beautiful woman in the Three Realms is calling!"

A rapid psychic voice rang out in mid-air, interrupting their conversation.

Is it too late?:...........

There was no answer, but a spirit flew over from afar, tapped in mid-air, and connected the call.

Is it too late?:...........

He rarely answered Liu Yuye's calls. Later, when he met Liu Yuye, she handed him the "Dream Fate Heart Method" that she had helped him retrieve from the Wilderness Ruins. From then on, the book spirit lived on Snow Crimson Peak.

Shuling usually does nothing but sunbathe or go to the library to read. The only serious thing she does is answer Liu Yuye's phone calls for him.

Liu Yuye's spirit appeared in mid-air. He was taken aback at first, then looked at the shrunken Chi Buwan with a normal expression and asked, "Where is your father?"

Is it too late?:...........

Good things don't go out, bad things pass thousands of miles.

Why does she always have to contact him at this time?

Also, apart from Xie Hanfeng, how come everyone else accepted it so naturally?

He's a man, how can a man give birth?

"Of course men can give birth!" Liu Yuye retorted after understanding the situation. "The Hehuan Sect has a forbidden technique that allows men to become pregnant and give birth."

It's not too late.

Liu Yuye cupped her face in her hands, looked up at the distance, her eyebrows curved, and her voice was still as melodious as ever, "I'm planning to have a child for my little Chenchen."

Chi Buwan's body trembled, every inch of his skin tightened, and Sheng Weichen's embarrassed voice came from the other end of the video.

"Master, don't talk nonsense."

Liu Yuye tilted her head. "Hmm? But didn't they say last night..."

Before Liu Yuye could finish speaking, Chi Buwan hurriedly turned off the psychic communication.

That wretched Liu Yuye, don't corrupt his good child!

Chi Buwan turned her head to look at Xiao Wuli and saw his reddened ear tips.

Is it too late?............

"Don't try to recall anything," Chi Buwan said seriously.

Xiao Wuli lowered his head, revealing the red behind his ear, and nodded gently.

.

Finally back in his bedchamber, Chi Buwan collapsed onto the bed. Although nothing had happened that day, he felt utterly exhausted.

Xiao Wuli went out and woke up the old man who was pretending to be asleep in the ring.

"Recovering my divine form isn't something to rush," the old man said, biting into an apple and feigning composure.

There's nothing fun in the realm of gods. Unlike the Soul-Slaying God, he is controlled by divine power. If he regains his divine form, he must return to the realm of gods.

Although I'm always driven to despair by those brats, I have to admit, this place is more fun.

Xiao Wuli: "You can stay."

Old man: ?

...Why didn't you say so earlier?

The old man regained his divine form. He looked at his fingers, then at his feet, and happily jumped like a wild flower.

The next second, he realized what was happening and looked up to meet the boy's cold, dark eyes.

Old man: ...........

The old man coughed lightly, stroked his beard, looked up at the sky, and said in a profound tone, "This old monk is merely testing his ability to control his body."

After waiting for a while without receiving a reply, he turned his head to look at Xiao Wuli, only to see an empty field. Xiao Wuli, who had been standing there, had left at some point.

Old man: ...........

A brat.

.

at night.

Chi Buwan looked at the clothes Xiao Wuli was holding in his arms, and then looked up at Xiao Wuli's nervous and expectant dark eyes.

he:........

He had worn all those familiar clothes. It wasn't that he had a strong memory, but rather that his mother kept a record of his every hobby, including a special album containing photos of him wearing these incredibly cute clothes when he was little.

After a two-second silence, Chi Buwan opened his hand, and Xiao Wuli's eyes lit up instantly.

Xiao Wuli dressed him very gently, as if he were a porcelain doll that would break if touched too hard.

After each outfit was put on, Xiao Wuli would look at it for a long time with sparkling eyes, serious and focused, as if trying to imprint this moment in his mind.

Finally, after changing into her last outfit, Chi Buwan, wearing a fluffy cat-themed onesie, lay in Xiao Wuli's arms and slowly fell asleep under the gentle cradle of Xiao Wuli's chest.

The next morning, I woke up late.

He immediately sat up and looked at his hands, but there was no surprise; they were still short arms and legs.

Chi Buwan lay back down on the bed, and it took him a while to slowly wake up. He looked at the kitten gloves covering his fingers and paused.

he:...........

Just then, Xiao Wuli, carrying a bunch of things, strode in from outside, a slight smile on his lips. The moment he saw him, his eyes lit up and he called out to him.

"Master!"

Chi Buwan nodded, sitting on the bed and staring blankly at him. "What are you doing?"

Xiao Wuli paused, put down the sewing machine, scratched his head, and said, "This disciple wants to make some useful things for Master by hand."

Is it too late?

Then he found out.

Lying on the bed, he watched Xiao Wuli go from clumsy at first to skilled later. In no time, he had sewn out small quilts, small pillows, and all sorts of clothes he had never seen before.

All the clothes were in line with Xiao Wuli's aesthetic.

It's furry, with soft animal ears on its hood and long and short tails...

As I watched, I felt a sense of foreboding, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it.

Over the next few days, Chi Buwan was taken care of by Xiao Wuli.

Because he had shrunk, he stopped accepting invitations from others and stayed with Xiao Wuli all the time. Xiao Wuli wore his clothes, read his stories to him, and carried him everywhere because his legs were too short to walk.

As time went by, I eventually realized that being a child wasn't so bad.

Although he and Xiao Wuli usually interacted like this, he still had some pride when he was older and wouldn't allow himself to be pampered by his wife like that, so he would sometimes refuse.

But if it's too small, it doesn't matter.

However, before he could be a child for many more days, one morning when he woke up, his long legs and arms had returned to normal. Before he could be happy for long, Xiao Wuli was looking at him pitifully, clutching a fluffy piece of clothing in his hand.

Is it too late?............

Good news: It's back to being big again.

Bad news: Xiao Wuli has fallen in love with the fluffy creature.

Even worse news: Xiao Wuli has also learned to make his own clothes.

She looked up at the sewing machine, not long after.

...One day, he'll smash this sewing machine.

"Master..." Xiao Wuli called out in a hoarse voice.

Chi Buwan gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go."