CHAPTER 357: CHAPTER 357: CLOUD WORLD (QUE ZELIAN) 5

"You!" Que Zelian met Xiao Jinsheng’s unwavering gaze without a hint of drowsiness, and asserted, "You weren’t asleep at all!"

"And yet you told me to rest easy in the cave, saying you wouldn’t come in." Jinsheng retorted with a playful smile.

She simply turned her head and rested it on his chest, lying entirely on top of him.

"You... you should get up first." Que Zelian blushed from ear tips to face to neck, raising a hand to push her away.

But as he pushed, Jinsheng held him tighter.

Jinsheng shook her head, "No, no, I’m sleepy."

"And why are you blushing?" Jinsheng pinched his cheek, snorting, "Playing innocent again, I’ve seen through you already."

"This time, don’t even think about fooling me."

Using the same trick.

She wouldn’t fall for it a second time.

She would not be deceived by men again.

Jinsheng immediately chose to read minds.

Only to hear Que Zelian’s inner grievance: I can’t seem to turn back into a bird.

Que Zelian: Can’t change back, can’t fly.

Que Zelian: Thus unable to go to the sunset to regain my memory.

"Ahem, you weren’t lying..." Jinsheng smiled awkwardly.

She quickly got up, intending to pull Que Zelian up.

With her blocking just now and her attention focused on Que Zelian’s face.

At this moment, as her gaze lowered, she was met with a sight that made her heart race.

Jinsheng hurriedly raised a hand to cover her face.

Through the cracks between her fingers, her gaze met Que Zelian’s as he reached for the hay on the stone bed to cover himself.

Silence... lingered around Jinsheng and Que Zelian for a long while.

Finally, Que Zelian, with a flushed face, reminded, "Turn around."

"Not turning." Jinsheng decisively lowered her hand covering her eyes.

She crossed her arms, looking down at him.

As her gaze lowered an inch, Que Zelian’s heart grew more frantic.

He could only grab some hay from the stone bed and hastily cover himself.

"I have your clothes." Jinsheng squatted down, smiling at him as she moved closer, "You can’t turn back into a bird now, want me to give you clothes?"

"What do you want?" Que Zelian inquired.

Jinsheng as a person, he understood at a glance.

Easy to talk to, yet very difficult to talk to.

At least one thing he could be sure of.

Jinsheng held grudges.

However, the grudge between them might lie in the memory he lost.

"What do I want?" Jinsheng pondered, "I have to think about that."

After all, she’s the boss at home.

Whatever she says, these beast husbands would agree.

Except for divorce, of course.

Momentarily, Jinsheng truly couldn’t think of any way to play with Que Zelian.

She looked at Que Zelian, and with a thought, revealed the mist in her palm: "Promise me, anytime this mist appears, you must listen to me completely."

"Didn’t I listen to you before?" Que Zelian asked.

"You never listen." Jinsheng grumbled.

"Alright, then I promise you." Que Zelian nodded, reaching out to touch the cloud mist transformed by Jinsheng’s superpower with his fingertips, "As long as your mist is present, I will listen to whatever you say."

"Clothes." Upon promising, Que Zelian extended his hand to Jinsheng for clothes.

Jinsheng quickly returned to the Realm to help him find clothes.

Her gaze skipped over simple shirts and picked a luxurious and ornate golden-red brocade robe for Que Zelian.

"Here, these are your clothes." Jinsheng piled the garments in Que Zelian’s arms.

Que Zelian looked at the ancient robes with layers and felt a bit troubled.

He raised his eyes, puzzled at Jinsheng whose coat only needed a zipper to fasten: "Why are ours different?"

"Want to wear matching outfits with me?" Jinsheng bluntly asked, teasing him amidst Que Zelian’s confused gaze, "You don’t even remember me and still want matching outfits, wishful thinking."

"This is what you like to wear."

As she spoke, Jinsheng handed him three pairs of socks: "You like wearing these too, you don’t wear socks unless there are three pairs."

"Really?" Que Zelian hesitated as he looked at her.

Jinsheng wore a mischievous smile, even if he couldn’t read minds, he certainly didn’t believe Jinsheng’s nonsense.

"It’s true, hurry up and dress." Jinsheng reached for the hay covering himself, "If you don’t dress, or are you saying you prefer a freer feeling."

"I can do it myself." Que Zelian swiftly grabbed her wrist before she could act mischievously.

"Then do it yourself." Jinsheng pulled back her hand with a smile.

However, Que Zelian didn’t move, only sat with the clothes covering his body, eyes like sunset always looking at him.

He didn’t speak either.

Knowing Jinsheng occasionally read his mind.

Simply spoke his wishes in his mind.

"Want me to leave?" Jinsheng asked with a smile.

"Yes." Que Zelian nodded, as long hair drooped beside his face.

The red strands made his already flushed face even redder.

"You said the cave belongs to me, I’m not leaving." Jinsheng turned, sitting firmly on the stone bed.

When Que Zelian looked up, she beckoned with her finger, "Want me to leave? You have to beg me."

"Beg..." Que Zelian started to speak and saw Jinsheng’s smile deepen.

He steeled himself.

Simply learned from her to hold grudges first.

Buzzed, "Beg you."

"Too quiet, didn’t hear." Jinsheng shook her head.

"Beg you." Que Zelian raised his voice.

"No emotion, you’re like a robot." Jinsheng complained.

"Beg you." This time, Que Zelian was aware.

He softened his tone, gentled his voice.

Heard by Jinsheng, it contained some grievance and a bit of teeth grinding.

To prevent Que Zelian from holding grudges.

Jinsheng stopped while ahead, tousling his hair as she got up.

She directly messed up his red long hair before she satisfactorily left the cave.

Yet after waiting outside for several minutes, Que Zelian still hadn’t come out.

Jinsheng leaned against the cave wall, simply tuning into mind voices.

She heard Que Zelian’s inner anxiety: How to tie this strap?

Que Zelian: Never tied buttons as a bird.

Que Zelian: Is this worn inside or outside? So many patterns...

"Can’t even remember how to wear clothes?" Jinsheng poked her head into the cave, glancing inside.

She saw Caicai still blowing colorful bubbles on the ground, sleeping deeply oblivious to day or night.

While Que Zelian wore only pants, studying the complicated top and coat.

Noticing Jinsheng’s gaze, he hurriedly pulled the coat across his upper body.

Jinsheng raised a brow, "Actually, covering is useless."

"Are you saying you’ve already seen?" Que Zelian stiffly asked.

"Not that." Jinsheng shook her head, pointing two fingers at her eyes and then toward Que Zelian: "I mean, I have x-ray vision."

Que Zelian:...

"So even if you cover tightly, I can still see." Jinsheng nodded self-assured.

Que Zelian responded by grabbing a shirt, further shielding his body.

"Can you even do it, Que Zelian?" Jinsheng saw him perplexed by her meticulously chosen clothes, laughing gleefully, "Do you need my help?"