At that moment, Xie Jun's nose tickled, as though blood might gush out of it the very next second.
Sorry.
She was currently a blanket. She had no nose.
That, however, did nothing to stop her from doting on her senior brother.
Xie Jun wriggled and wriggled until she reached the young man, then wrapped his naked, sleeping body completely within herself.
Although his appearance had changed, his black hair replaced by chestnut curls, his face and figure younger and slimmer, and she could no longer sense the Ghost King Spirit Pill, one glance was all she needed to know.
It was her senior brother.
Whether in the dream or in this strange new world she could not comprehend, her senior brother alone had never changed.
Her senior brother was still her senior brother.
Xie Jun gazed spellbound at the young man's sleeping profile.
His fair, handsome face was buried in a soft pillow, leaving only a small portion visible, faintly flushed with sleep.
His consciousness had yet to fully disengage from the system, but his brows were already tightly furrowed.
His lips parted slightly, murmuring unconsciously.
"Master, junior sister... wake up. Stop dreaming..."
A sharp ache pierced Xie Jun's heart.
I don't know where Bai Yuqing's soul consciousness went, but I'm no longer in the dream. Senior brother, open your eyes and look at me.
She could not help pressing against his body and nuzzling his face.
"Mmph..."
The young man mumbled, turning over in a sleepy protest.
"Junior sister... stop it..."
Her senior brother never forgot her, no matter when or where he was.
Even in his sleep, he could recognize her with ease.
Xie Jun's heart trembled, and she nuzzled him even harder.
Senior brother, I'm awake. You should wake up too. I'm right here beside you.