"I couldn't tell, you actually have such a large chest... You didn't use something weird, did you?"
Outside the kitchen, Qiu Qingtang slightly bent over, staring at the contour outlined by Mu Qingyue's clothes across her chest, marveling as she spoke more and more, feeling her words were accurate: "Otherwise, no matter how you bind it, it's impossible to make it that small..."
"Besides, I can't sense any traces of you using certain spells."
She lifted her head, her pink eyes unblinkingly watching Mu Qingyue: "Did you take any spiritual elixir?"
As the words lingered, she glanced again at Mu Qingyue's bulging neckline, through the sheer outer layer, she could vaguely glimpse the full view from the thin jiao ling ruqun.
Hmm, it's not padded, and it can't possibly be bound, so it must be because she took some kind of spiritual elixir.
In her impression, the Human Clan indeed had some spiritual elixirs that could reshape the body, Mu Qingyue likely took one of those.
