If it's just a simple matter of making a few sets of clothes, it won't take Lingluo much time.
As a cultivator with exceptional talent in crafting artifacts, Ling Luo claimed to be making clothes, but in reality, she crafted everything from clothes and shoes to matching headdresses, headbands, and waist accessories as if they were magical artifacts.
So, it was more than a month later when she finished making the clothes.
She came out of the customs at night.
Ye Xingxue was still in the study reading documents.
Ling Luo went straight to the study to find him.
She suddenly appeared in the study. Ye Xingxue was used to it, and when she saw her, she wasn't startled. On the contrary, she was very happy to see that she had come out of seclusion.
He put the documents on the table aside, reached out to hug her, and smiled gently, "Is Luo Luo done with her work?"
Ling Luo nodded: "Mm!"
As Ye Xingxue kissed her, she took out the clothes she had made and placed them on the table: "The clothes are finished."
Linglu made three sets in total.
One set was black, one set was pure white, and one set was dark green.
Nowadays, apart from professionals in this field, very few people in interstellar space know how to make clothes.
However, Ling Luo has too many things to do.
She said she would make clothes for him, and Ye Xingxue never doubted that she could do them well.
She had finished making the clothes, but when he looked at the three neatly folded piles of clothes on the table, he paused: "These clothes... are you sure Luo Luo made them for me?"
He had no doubt about her craftsmanship, but these three outfits, though still folded together and not revealing their full form at a glance, looked more like women's dresses in terms of fabric and style...
Thinking of this, Ye Xingxue reached out and touched it. It felt soft, cool and silky, very comfortable.
But to him, it felt more like a formal dress that a woman would wear to a banquet...
Ling Luo nodded: "Yes." The clothes worn in the past were more complicated than the everyday clothes worn by people in the interstellar world now. Ling Luo added: "I folded them in the order of wearing them. You can just put them on from top to bottom."
When Ye Xingxue saw Ling Luo saying these things, her eyes were full of anticipation, as if she really wanted to know what he would look like when he actually wore it.
Thinking that she had made all these clothes for him herself, Ye Xingxue's heart softened unbelievably.
He smiled, hugged her little face and kissed it, and said gently, "Okay, I'll give it a try."
Ling Luo nodded: "Okay."
Ye Xingxue got up and paused as she reached for her clothes: "This...is a set?"
Judging from the way the clothes are stacked, each of the three stacks in front of me seems to contain six or seven pieces of clothing.
He judged that each stack of clothes was a complete set based on the overall color scheme of the stacked clothes.
Ling Luo nodded: "Yes, it's a complete set."
Ye Xingxue paused for a moment: "...Okay."
Ling Luo said to wear the clothes according to the order in which they were folded, and Ye Xingxue listened to her.
Space-themed clothing prioritizes simplicity and comfort.
They also pay attention to the fit of the clothes.
The clothes Lingluo made were made of comfortable fabric, were loose-fitting, and had no fancy designs.
On the second layer, the colors change.
When wearing the third layer, the edges of the garment are embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns, which are exquisite and beautiful.
Next, there's... the skirt.
Ye Xingxue paused for a moment, then put on the clothes anyway.
Layer upon layer, until finally Ye Xingxue tied her belt, added white jade accessories, and donned an outer robe.
There was no large mirror in the bedroom inside the study, but Ye Xingxue could vaguely see her own reflection through the clean walls.
The wide robe and sleeves that he had thought were shapeless and strange when he wore it earlier now not only accentuated his tall and slender figure, but also, with its layered and intricate design, exuded a strong sense of majesty and solemnity, making him extremely imposing.
However, as he made his gestures, his flowing sleeves added a touch of elegance and grace to his noble and dignified demeanor...
He stared, stunned.
Seeing that he hadn't come out for a long time, Ling Luo worried that he didn't know how to put it on, so she went over and knocked on the door, asking, "Don't you know how to put it on?"
Ye Xingxue snapped out of her daze, cleared her throat, and looked away, replying, "No, I'm dressed."
After saying that, Ye Xingxue turned around and opened the door.
Ling Luo took a step back, heard the door open, looked up, and froze when she saw Ye Xingxue: "You...you're so beautiful..."
Ye Xingxue wore a dark green robe with a jade pendant at her waist. Her eyebrows were as black as ink, exuding a noble and elegant air, immaculate and pure, like a banished immortal.
The only drawback is that he has short hair.
If he has long hair—
Thinking of this, Ling Luo paused, stepped forward and grasped Ye Xingxue's hand, saying, "You... I should have seen you before."
Ye Xingxue paused, not immediately understanding Ling Luo's meaning: "What?"
Ling Luo looked at him, reached out to touch his handsome face, and said blankly, "You look familiar. I think I've seen you somewhere before."
This time, Ye Xingxue understood what Ling Luo meant.
If they just happened to meet on the road, Ye Xingxue could assume that Ling Luo was trying to strike up a conversation with him.
But they have been married for ten years.
Ten years into their marriage, she suddenly told him that he looked familiar, and she felt like she had seen him somewhere before...
Ye Xingxue paused, took her small hand that was touching his face in his large hand, looked down at her, and said, "We... met on the desolate planet, Luo Luo, do you remember?"
"I know, I'm not talking about this time." Ling Luo shook her head, thought seriously for a moment, and said, "You should have been wearing similar clothes back then, but with long hair, and you looked even better than you do now—"
Ye Xingxue tightened her grip on her hand suddenly, glanced at her own clothes, pursed her thin lips, and without letting go of her hand, began to tear off her clothes with her other hand. Her voice turned completely cold: "Luo Luo, are you... mistaking me for someone else?"
His memory is complete.
He had never had long hair, nor had he ever worn such robes.
The only possibility is that she had seen someone who looked like him before and mistook him for that person.
She even dressed him up to look like him—
This was the first time Ling Luo had seen him so cold. She was stunned for a moment, not knowing what he was unhappy about, but subconsciously said, "No, I don't treat you like anyone else."
Ye Xingxue paused in taking off his clothes, grabbed her hand, and pressed her against the wall, trapping her between his chest and the wall. He lifted her small face, lowered his head, and locked his deep gaze on her: "Really?"
"Really?" Ling Luo was pinned against the wall by him, but instead of being afraid, she reached out and hugged his waist.
Ye Xingxue: "..."
Ling Luo thought for a moment and said, "I must have seen you like this in a dream."
It feels like a very distant memory.
She herself couldn't remember whether she had dreamed of him like this in this life or in her previous life when she was in the cultivation world.
Ling Luo's expression was serious, and she didn't seem to be lying, nor did she seem to be saying this on purpose to coax him.
That should be the truth.
Ye Xingxue's tense heart slowly relaxed. He reached out and gently pulled her into his arms, holding her small face and tenderly kissing her.
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