Quick Wear: Inferiority is the best dowry for men

"Woo——"

Chi Yunzhou is passively muted.

After wrapping the wound with gauze, He Sheng also changed the dressing on the previous wound.

Congratulations, you have obtained a new Chi Yunzhou＊1

"Come on, follow me downstairs and I'll heat up some food for you."

Chi Yunzhou blinked slowly, "No."

"I'm not discussing with you, I'm informing you." He Sheng smiled, and then whispered like a devil, "Every time you eat a mouthful of food, I'll draw a stroke. I'll draw as much as you eat, and I won't finish the whole painting until you finish eating."

Chi Yunzhou was stunned.

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He Sheng walked to the door and thought again, "Oh and how many other knives are hidden besides this fruit knife? Hand them all over, or I won't draw."

Chi Yunzhou pursed his lips, not wanting to hand it over, but the painting was very uncomfortable...

He reluctantly dug out two sharpened pencils from a corner of the studio, a razor blade hidden under the cupboard, and a needle stuck in his drawing paper.

He Sheng laughed out of nowhere, "Are you a hamster? How can you hide so well? Is there any more in the bedroom?"

Chi Yunzhou squatted on the ground with grievance, "It's gone."

"Do not believe."

"real."

"I don't believe it. Where's the toy room? Where's the piano room?"

He Sheng blocked the door and said, "If you don't give me all of them, I won't paint."

Chi Yunzhou pointed in the direction of the bedroom and said, "There is another one under the bed."

He Sheng went to search the bedroom and came back to ask, "Anything else?"

"Gone."

"I do not believe."

“It’s really gone even if you don’t believe it.” Chi Yunzhou squatted in the corner and reflected on his mistakes while cosplaying as a mushroom.

"Okay, then I believe you. Let's go downstairs." He Sheng pushed open the door and walked out. After taking two steps, he looked back to see if he was following.

Chi Yunzhou was taking his time and it was obvious that he didn't want to come down. He Sheng was not in a hurry and just waited leisurely downstairs. She even took the time to heat up the food in the refrigerator for him. After all, she wasn't the one who would feel uncomfortable if he didn't finish painting.

After hesitating for half an hour, he finally sat down at the dining table and the hot meal was ready.

She put the bowl back on the plate and pushed it in front of Chi Yunzhou, and stuffed the chopsticks and spoon into his hands, "Eat."

"Drawing." Chi Yunzhou protested.

We agreed to eat a bite and then draw a stroke.

He Sheng went upstairs to the bedroom and took down the drawing board, pens and paints. He didn't want to carry the easel, so he put the drawing board on the ground. He Sheng sat cross-legged in front of him, "You eat."

"Oh."

Chi Yunzhou tentatively picked up a piece of rice with chopsticks and put it in his mouth. He Sheng slowly dipped the brush in paint and painted a little. After finishing, he looked at him and motioned for him to continue eating.

She would only draw when she saw him eating, and would never draw if she didn’t see him eating. Sometimes, because He Sheng was distracted and didn’t see him eating, she would not draw either. Chi Yunzhou felt particularly wronged.

It's not that you didn't see it, but that I didn't eat it.

The portion of food given by Uncle Zhao was one-third of a normal adult male's portion. He Sheng himself felt that it was too little, but Chi Yunzhou, an adult man, took an hour to finish only half of the meal.

He Sheng threw down his pen and touched the bowl. Although there was an insulation layer inside the bowl, it was inevitably cold.

"Wait, I'll heat it up for you and continue eating."

Chi Yunzhou's face turned pale, "I don't want to eat..."

He was interrupted by He Sheng before he could finish his words, "You can't finish painting if you don't finish eating."

Chi Yunzhou was visibly depressed and his heart was broken.

He Sheng inexplicably felt like he was coaxing a naughty kid at home to eat, and wanted to laugh.

The rice was reheated, and the chopsticks and spoon were put into his hands again, "Keep eating."

He Sheng sat back in front of the drawing board, holding the brush in his hand and dipping it into the paint on the palette.

Chi Yunzhou's heart hardened, and he protested quietly, "It tastes terrible."

It has been reheated twice. It is definitely not as delicious as when it is fresh out of the pan, but it won’t kill you.

He Sheng didn't even raise his head, "Then don't eat, I'm going back to sleep."

Chi Yunzhou didn't have time to be happy when he heard the first half of the sentence, but the second half brought him back to reality. He picked up the chopsticks again and said, "I'll eat."

The two people were making quite a bit of noise, and Uncle Zhao was a light sleeper. When he heard the noise, he opened the door and looked downstairs. He saw Chi Yunzhou eating his meal seriously, bite by bite.

Zhao Bo’s first thought was that he had not woken up yet and was still dreaming.

But seeing Chi Yunzhou's languid expression, he felt that it was not a dream. Then he saw He Sheng sitting on the ground drawing. She urged Chi Yunzhou from time to time, "Hurry up, eat another bite."

Zhao Bo pinched his arm, realizing it was not a dream.

He continued to look at them without saying anything. Chi Yunzhou finished his soup reluctantly and raised the bowl to show He Sheng, "I'm done."

He Sheng raised the drawing board and said, "Well, it's finished."

The finished painting is indeed beautiful. He Sheng was so bored waiting that he spent a lot of time refining it. This is the most completed painting in recent times.

He signed his name gracefully and threw the pen to Chi Yunzhou, "Come over and sign your name too."

"why?"

"I can't draw this without you, so I'm considered a co-creator."

Chi Yunzhou grabbed the pen and carefully wrote his name next to He Sheng's signature.

His handwriting was extremely neat, with each stroke straight and even, which was completely different from He Sheng's scribbled signature.

"Very good." He Sheng commented.

Chi Yunzhou frowned as he looked at He Sheng's signature, wanting to say something but stopping himself, and finally pursed his lips and said nothing.

Chi Yunzhou returned the pen to He Sheng and said, "I'll go upstairs."

"Wait until you digest the food before going to sleep."

"Oh."

Chi Yunzhou went upstairs. He Sheng looked at him and unexpectedly saw Uncle Zhao. He didn't think anything of it before, but now that he was seen by Uncle Zhao, he felt a little embarrassed. "Uncle Zhao hasn't slept yet, haha."

Chi Yunzhou also stopped and greeted Zhao Bo seriously.

Zhao Bole laughed and responded to the two people, "It's okay, it's okay. I just got up to go to the bathroom. I went the wrong way. I'm sorry to bother you."

He Sheng:.

Uncle Zhao, do you think this is reasonable? There is a private bathroom in the room. If you get up at night and go to the wrong place, will anyone believe it? It's better not to explain.

Chi Yunzhou believed it, and he seriously advised Uncle Zhao, "Uncle Zhao, remember not to go the wrong way next time."

What unpretentious advice.

"Okay, I'll remember that." Uncle Zhao nodded.

Chi Yunzhou then continued to go upstairs.

Uncle Zhao went downstairs and followed He Sheng to clean up the dishes. "You go to bed, I'll clean up."

"No, no, no, go back to sleep. This will be quick."

"You said to hurry up, so it won't be a problem for me to clean up. Go and clean up the drawing board."

He Sheng decisively stopped and said, "Okay, thank you for your hard work, Uncle Zhao."

He picked up the things on the ground one by one and took them away. He carefully wiped the paint that had dripped on the ground. When He Sheng finished cleaning up, Zhao Bo handed her a towel to wipe her hands. He looked at her with loving eyes and said, "Go back to sleep."

He Sheng was confused by the look, "Well, good night."

"OK, good night."

"Oh, by the way, these are for you." He Sheng handed the "stolen goods" looted from Chi Yunzhou to Zhao Bo, "I found them in Chi Yunzhou's studio."

Zhao Bo put it away, his face changed slightly, "Why are there so many?"

He Sheng laughed awkwardly. How would she know? Who knew how Chi Yunzhou hid it? If she hadn’t forced him to ask, she would definitely not have been able to find it out herself.

"Go to sleep. I'll check again tomorrow. Instruct the servants to put it away, and then check if there are any hidden dangers in the house."