Lin Yuan had already woken up and gotten dressed.
It was New Year's, and Lin Yuan put on spirit qi clothes with red accessories that he rarely wore.
Occasionally, Lin Yuan wore brightly colored clothes. They made him look younger.
Genius, which was in Lin Yuan's arms, was still rolling around lazily. When Lin Yuan dressed Genius in a red armor set that Wen Yu had made, Genius immediately perked up. It wagged its three tails and said in a child-like voice, "Yuan, do I look good in these clothes?"
Lin Yuan reached out his hand and affectionately pinched Genius' small nose.
"You little brat. You've already asked this question ten times. Of course, you look good!"
The idea to make this armor had sparked in Wen Yu's mind out of nowhere. It suited Genius well.
Since Wen Yu had never seen Genius wearing any clothes, she gave the red armor to Lin Yuan.
