After being hit in the face by the system, I swapped bodies with Zhongli

Chapter 320 Are you still willing to believe me now?

Because Yuan Zhuoyue had been exhausted by the riddle man Morax.

I really don't want to waste any more time guessing what other people are thinking. I just want to empty my mind.

Let yourself relax and soothe your nerves that are tense because of the inexplicable and overly sensitive vigilance in front of Morax.

After all, if a string is kept too tight, it is easy to end up breaking.

Yuan Zhuoyue felt that she was the same. The inexplicable anxiety and uneasiness gradually accumulated on her, and one day she would be completely crushed.

So she didn't want to play games like "Guess What" during this quiet moment when she was away from Morax and her alertness had calmed down, which would have wasted her time and energy.

In fact, Yuan Zhuoyue also gave those little tails following behind him a chance to get closer to him, but no one came forward.

It seemed that at the beginning, what Yuan Zhuoyue said to Xian Yan, "It's not necessary," had spread, and the group of little followers following behind her did not dare to act rashly and approach her rashly.

Thinking of this possibility, Yuan Zhuoyue still had no intention of explaining anything to them. After all, the situation in the dream realm was still relatively stable.

The nearly collapsed core had long been repaired by her, and the [filth] circulating within the dream realm had long been cleared away by her.

There was no emergency and it was fine to maintain the status quo. As for those little followers who were willing to follow her, let them follow.

Yuan Zhuoyue did not deliberately calculate how much time she had spent waiting for Morax. In fact, some of the dream realms she visited were too small and fragile, and there was no scene of the changing of the four seasons and the rising and setting of the sun and the moon.

Yuan Zhuoyue maintained a good schedule of resting when he was sleepy and eating when he was hungry, and spent day after day slowly.

During this process, the clothes she had ordered at a high price had already been cut and made.

Especially after knowing that she needed to give these gifts to others, he specially packed two sets of clothes of different sizes into different categories in a wooden gift box.

It looks extremely high-end and atmospheric.

Because Hanfu is relatively wide in size, it will not look too abrupt as long as the body shape does not change drastically. After confirming again and again that there is no need for tailoring, Yuan Zhuoyue only reported an approximate size.

Although Yuan Zhuoyue really wanted to buy one or two sets of Hanfu for her parents, after repeated consideration, she still ordered some fabrics according to her own likes and dislikes, and asked her mother to sew a set of clothes for her according to her favorite style.

According to her requirements, some jewelry with simpler styles suitable for daily wear had already been carved and forged.

Of course, a large part of them are gifts prepared for her mother, and another small part, such as earrings and pendants, are small gifts she plans to distribute to relatives and friends.

So he came with big and small bags, with a lot of harvest, and a group of Yuan Zhuoyue following behind him.

Holding a newly bought crab lantern in his hand, he hooked the strings in his hands, manipulating the crab lantern under his hand, walking in a domineering and aggressive manner.

She looked up and saw it. Standing in the distance was the end of a long street lit by bright lights. It was a quiet and lonely corner compared to the hustle and bustle where she was now.

Standing in the night, Morax was illuminated by the dim light emitted by the lamp.

Perhaps it was because the light was too dim, Yuan Zhuoyue could not see clearly the expression on Morax's face at this moment.

But one can clearly see Morax's pair of golden eyes, even in this dark night, under the dim light.

It also shines brightly, like dazzling molten gold, like a gorgeous gem, and like the bright sun in the sky.

My gaze couldn't help but stop there, and once I met those eyes, it was difficult to look away again.

Yuan Zhuoyue did not move, but Morax had already moved towards her direction, with mottled light and shadow flowing across him.

The flickering light was bright and dim, just like his face that was often submerged in the night.

Only those pair of sharp golden eyes remained the same as before, as if there was no change at all.

Finally, when Morax came in front of her, Yuan Zhuoyue raised her head and looked at the person who always had to lower his head when speaking because he was supporting her physical body.

He smiled and asked, "What? Have you solved your problem?"

But Morax did not answer this question, but asked a little abruptly: "Are you still willing to believe me now?"

Yuan Zhuoyue was a little surprised and confused by this question. For a moment, he was not sure what kind of answer Morax wanted.

But after seeing Morax's current expression, one can also understand that the question Morax is asking now is quite important.

After a moment's silence, Yuan Zhuoyue asked, "If I answer now that I believe you, then... will you believe that I believe you?"