Liu Buli was not foolish, nor had he ever doubted Lu Wuming's love for him. Therefore, the moment he saw the wedding dress, he understood who it was prepared for.
No wonder Lu Wuming's reward this time was to ask Liu Buli for a favor. He would agree to anything, as long as it had nothing to do with dual cultivation. Liu Buli hadn't quite figured out what he was up to, but if he still didn't understand now, he would truly be an idiot.
Thoughts swirled in his mind, and Liu Buli fell silent for a moment. However, his silence was misinterpreted by Lu Wuming. The expectant puppy's spirits immediately sank. He looked at Liu Buli with longing, then cautiously asked, "Master, are you angry?"
"Angry about what? Angry that you kept it from me and made a wedding dress for me?" Liu Buli asked, then smiled and shook his head. "If I got angry at you for something like this, after all these years together, wouldn't I have been angered to death by you?"
Lu Wuming immediately shook his head, "Wuming is not such a disobedient disciple!"
Liu Buli rolled his eyes.
This guy had just angered him once, and now he claimed not to be disobedient. If he were truly obedient, he would have stopped exercising when he first told him to, and that would have been true obedience!
Of course, there was no point in saying that now.
So, Liu Buli only grumbled inwardly before changing the subject. "Looking at you, you really envy Shen Muzhi, don't you?"
Lu Wuming continued to shake his head, "Why would I envy him? Master is the best existence in this world, no one can compare to you. I already have Master, why would I envy others?"
Liu Buli didn't answer his question.
His gaze fell on the wedding dress in Lu Wuming's hand.
This idea must have sprung up only after he saw You Siqi's wedding dress, right?
Following Liu Buli's gaze to the dress, Lu Wuming remained firm, shaking his head decisively. "This has nothing to do with jealousy. I just feel that if others have something, Master must have it too. Master is my treasure, and I want to give Master all the good things. The clothes I make myself will definitely be more beautiful than You Siqi's wedding dress. Master, just you wait and see."
So, in the end, it was the damned male ego and competitiveness at play?
But then again, while his aesthetic sense was strange in other aspects, when it came to making clothes, and the intricate patterns and designs, Lu Wuming truly seemed gifted, always achieving perfection.
There was no doubt about that.
After all, the clothes he usually made for the dolls were enough proof of his skillful hands in this area.
However, despite all this, Liu Buli couldn't help but burst into laughter. He patted Lu Wuming's shoulder and waved his hand, "There's no need to compare yourself to them. They have their way of life, and we have ours. If we have to compare ourselves to others in everything, how are we supposed to live our lives?"
Lu Wuming seemed deflated by his lecture, his head drooping dejectedly. After a moment of silence, he said in a voice as faint as a mosquito's hum, "I just feel that even though it's me marrying Master, all the arrangements for our wedding were handled by Master. I was also a protagonist, and not only did I do nothing, I didn't even give you a proper ceremony. Compared to them, I feel like I've let Master down."
Liu Buli disliked hearing him say such things, so even though Lu Wuming felt wronged, he tried to lower his voice, as if wanting Liu Buli to hear him, yet also afraid of him hearing.
His timid demeanor made Liu Buli's nose sting.
To prevent himself from making any embarrassing reactions, Liu Buli deliberately looked away. He coughed lightly and said, "There's nothing to apologize for. You've never let me down. The wedding was my own preparation from the start, so whatever it looked like, it was within my acceptance. What does that have to do with you? Don't always blame yourself. I've never said anything to fault you, have I?"
Lu Wuming still kept his head lowered and replied softly, "I'm just blaming myself, it has nothing to do with Master."
Liu Buli frowned.
This little disciple was indeed learning quickly, both in words and deeds, in this regard.
However, there was no point in continuing this topic. It was supposed to be a happy occasion, and it would be utterly unnecessary if Lu Wuming continued to dwell on it and it became a persistent obsession.
Liu Buli understood this perfectly.
So, he reached out and took the half-finished wedding dress from Lu Wuming's hand. He unfolded it and examined the patterns and embroidery. Just from the details, it was evident that Lu Wuming had put in 200% effort when making it. The wedding robe was beautiful, indeed more exquisite than the one You Siqi wore.
He then held it up against himself for a rough comparison. He had to admit, Lu Wuming understood his physique with incredible accuracy.
In short, the dress was definitely fine.
A smile then bloomed on Liu Buli's face.
He tilted his chin and said, "What about yours? Let me see that one too."
Lu Wuming froze.
This question seemed to have hit a blind spot. He didn't need to answer; his expression already conveyed the answer—
Do I need one for myself?
"Marriage is a matter for two people, and wedding attire must be for two people as well," Liu Buli said with a mixture of amusement and exasperation. "If you don't prepare a groom's outfit for yourself, are you expecting me to marry someone else?"