Little Lu Jue, having finished up washing his little hands, turned, walked around Ning Zhi and walked outside of the bathroom.
Ning Zhi was stunned. Did that mean little Lu Jue could see her? Or that it was just a coincidence?
She quickly followed behind him.
Little Lu Jue had short legs so it wasn't difficult for her to catch up to him.
The little kiddo's cheeks were puffy and even still had some baby fat left on him. He was very different from his adult self whose features were prominent and defined.
Ning Zhi rubbed her hands together and, finally, couldn't help herself but reached out her finger and poked Lu Jue on his alabaster and tender cheek. Immediately, a little dimple appeared on his little cheek.
Oh! So, she could touch him!
Ning Zhi was very emotional. She pinched little Lu Jue's face and it was soft and tender. She really could touch him.
"Little Juejue, can you see me?" asked Ning Zhi.
Little Lu Jue looked up and at looked blankly at Ning Zhi with his defined eyes. Then, lifting up his little hand, he smacked away Ning Zhi's hand that was pinching him.
The little kiddo didn't have a lot of strength and Ning Zhi didn't feel any pain.
He could see her, indeed!
Ning Zhi was pleasantly surprised. "You can see me, can't you?"
Little Lu Jue was quiet and cool. He paid her no attention at all.
Ning Zhi tried to walk in front of Mother Lu but gotten no reaction from her. She reached out to touch Mother Lu but her hand just went right through Mother Lu's body.
Ning Zhi was certainly now. Little Lu Jue was the only one who could see her and he was the only one that she could touch.
Over dinner, Ning Zhi sat in the spot next to little Lu Jue.
Looking at the table full of food, Ning Zhi really wanted to have some but she did not feel hunger. It was like she didn't belong to this world and was not restrained by this world either.
Sitting next to Mother Lu was the handsome and authoritative Father Lu, Lu Dongzhou. Ning Zhi had always thought that Lu Jue looked like his mother. Now she suddenly felt that he looked more like Father Lu.
It was obviously from the way that Father Lu looked at Mother Lu and how he would put food in her bowl that he truly loved his wife.
After dinner, Ning Zhi followed little Lu Jue up to his room. She wasn't sure what to make of it when she walked inside of his room.
The room was still decorated in a childish way. The wall was of a sky-blue color and many toys that appealed to boys were scattered all over the room. Even the bed in the middle of the room was a kid's bed.
That was a cute children room.
Little Lu Jue did not like to talk but he was very independent. He had learned to bath himself a long time ago.
Ning Zhi followed little Lu Jue around everywhere he went like a little tail of his. She was very curious about little Lu Jue. After all, who else had the opportunity to see what their husbands were like when they were young?
Inside the bathroom, the servant had already drawn the bath water for little Lu Jue and had his pajama prepared.
The servant closed the door and waited outside.
Little Lu Jue took his own clothes off and, when he saw Ning Zhi standing next to the sink when he turned around, his little face dropped. His lips pressed shut; he was unhappy.
"Bath I. No watch." Little Lu Jue's milky voice was cuter than that of Overlord's. It was crisp and child-like.
Ning Zhi's eyes curved from her smile. She teased him intentionally. "Oh? Call me big sister and I'll go out. If you don't, I'll stay and watch you bathe."
Little Lu Jue's little face was taut.
Ning Zhi pinched his soft and small little cheek. "C'mon. Call me Big Sister and I'll leave."
Little Lu Jue lowered his head and, in his low and milky voice, said in a low voice, "Big. Sister."
Oh! Ning Zhi could die from cuteness overload right now!