Monster Apartment

Whether male or female, the feelings and experiences of people who are very family-oriented are always very warm and soft.

For example, it was the first time that Gu Bai was gently awakened by gently patting the quilt.

It wasn't waking up naturally, nor was it an alarm clock, nor was it any messy noise.

Instead, she was woken up gently and so normally.

Gu Bai huddled under the quilt, looked at Mrs. Spirit Snake, his mind went blank.

Mrs. Spirit Snake patted the quilt lightly again: "I have fish porridge for breakfast today. It's ready. Hurry up and eat."

Gu Bai couldn't help shrinking back under the quilt, then realized something was wrong, poked his head out again, and nodded.

"Good boy." Mrs. Spirit Snake smiled, and left the guest room briskly.

Gu Bai watched her leave the room, and after being stupid for a while, he slowly got up from the bed.

He didn't realize it until he got up, looked down at his wiped hands, and realized that he didn't sleep and sneaked to the third floor to paint yesterday.

It must have been sent back by Mr. Si, Gu Bai thought, pulled on his slippers, and ran to the main guard on the second floor.

New toiletries are placed in the main seat, the mouthwash cup is a model with two rabbit ears standing upright, the new towel is light blue, and there are small flowers printed on it.

Gu Bai: "..."

It can be seen that Mrs. Spirit Snake really likes children.

Gu Bai thought for a while, but silently accepted the setting that he was still a cub among monsters.

Anyway, a cub like him who has been able to earn money in both the human society and the world of monsters, and is able to support his old father, has a lot of face when he says it.

Teenagers are always the most worthy of parents' proud bragging.

Gu Bai felt that he could pick up a bargain, make his father look good, and brush up his resume in the monster world by the way, there is nothing wrong with it.

Gu Bai went downstairs after washing up, but only saw Si Yiming at the dining table who was slowly drinking porridge.

The light aroma of fish porridge permeated the living room, with a warm taste that could be called "home".

Gu Bai sniffed lightly, and couldn't help showing a silly smile on his face.

He strode over, opened the stool and sat down: "Mr. Si, where is Madam?"

Si Yiming replied casually, "The third floor is basking in the sun."

Mrs. Spirit Snake usually likes to stay on the large terrace outside the studio on the third floor, lazily basking in the sun when she sees the light. Some small handicrafts.

In addition to her heavy responsibility as a beast, her biggest hobby is to go to various children's welfare homes and children's hospitals, and give the little gadgets she sewed on weekdays to those poor babies.

The weather is fine today, the sun poked its head out, and Mrs. Spirit Snake is lying comfortably on the large terrace on the third floor.

"Ma'am, have you read my draft?" Gu Bai asked.

"I've seen it." Si Yiming nodded, "She said it was good."

Gu Bai happily drank three bowls of porridge and ate two more boiled eggs, but he still didn't feel full, but when he was at someone else's house, he felt embarrassed to speak again.

He rubbed his belly, stood up simply, patted his buttocks, and prepared to go up to the third floor to carry the easel down, and then went through the draft directly against the real scene.

Si Yiming rolled his eyelids: "Stop."

Gu Bai paused.

Mr. Si stood up, went to the refrigerator to get some bread and jam out, and then educated Gu Bai: "Just tell me if you're not full, I won't make you hungry no matter what."

Mrs. Spirit Snake knew how much the growing cubs ate.

When the aura was abundant and the spiritual plants were everywhere, everyone's growth period was basically short, but most of the beasts were fed by Mrs. Spirit Snake.

So she also made some bread, traditional steamed buns like Hanamaki, and homemade jam.

The raw materials are naturally spiritual plants that were diligently planted by the rabbits in Penglai Mountain.

Gu Bai was dragged back to the dining table, while Si Yiming had already entered the kitchen, picked twenty of the eighty or so dumplings that Mrs. Spirit Snake had wrapped and put aside, and threw them into the boiling pot.

Gu Bai looked at the bread in his hand and the jam on the table, and then at Si Yiming who was cooking dumplings in the kitchen. He couldn't help but chuckled a few times, his voice was small and he groaned. end sound.

Si Yiming turned his head when he heard the commotion, and saw Gu Bai lowering his head and spreading jam on the bread, the joy and joy on his profile face couldn't be stopped.

What a foolish brat, Mr. Si stirred the dumplings tumbling in the pot, thinking.

As long as you get a little kindness, you can smile as bright as a flower.

Thinking of Gu Bai's smiling face, Si Yiming couldn't help but become lighter.

The herd mentality of human beings still makes some sense. Seeing the little boy happy, he also felt happy and relaxed.

Mr. Si, who recently began to think about human psychology under Bai Hu's suggestion, was thinking seriously.

There is also a sweet and spicy sauce made by Mrs. Spirit Snake in the refrigerator.

Mr. Si picked up the twenty or so dumplings, took out the sweet and spicy sauce, and put it in front of Gu Bai.

Si Yiming has never taken care of cubs, and he has long forgotten how much he ate—in short, it was not small.

He looked at Gu Bai who had already eaten five breads and half a jar of jam, and felt a little uncertain: "Is this enough?"

Gu Bai looked at the twenty white and fat dumplings, and felt his stomach again.

Then he shook his head embarrassingly.

Si Yiming got up again and continued to cook the dumplings.

Steaming steamed buns, steamed buns and flower rolls is a bit technical. Mr. Si can't do it, he can only cook dumplings.

In the end, all eighty dumplings were placed on the table, and Gu Bai nodded to show that it was enough.

Si Yiming didn't express any surprise at Gu Bai's appetite, he sat next to Gu Bai, propped his face and watched him eat, when Gu Bai ate the last plate of dumplings and squinted his eyes in satisfaction.

He said, "Last night..."

Gu Bai shrunk his neck guiltily, and took a careful look at Si Yiming.

Seeing that Mr. Si frowned unexpectedly, Gu Bai's heart skipped a beat.

It seems that Mr. Ross is really angry.

Gu Bai lowered his head, and said in a low voice: "I just... I was very inspired last night, so I just..."

Si Yiming didn't speak.

Gu Bai thought carefully about what Mr. Si might be angry about, and finally tentatively said: "I won't stay up late in the future."

After speaking, he added in a low voice: "Try your best."

Si Yiming was a little amused.

When Fang first met, he frowned, and Gu Bai was so cowardly that he didn't even dare to speak, now he not only dared to speak, but also dared to negotiate terms with him.

Facts have proved that whether it is a human being or a spiritual creature, the four words of favoring and arrogance are indeed universal.

Mr. Si looked at Gu Bai, and Gu Bai became more and more guilty, thinking quickly in his heart where he had made a mistake.

But apart from the fact that he didn't go to bed yesterday but quietly went up to the third floor to paint, Gu Bai felt that he hadn't made a mistake.

Gu Bai looked up at Si Yiming, but was forced back by Si Yiming's stare, and then looked up at him again.

Mr. Si is concerned about him.

Gu Bai knew.

Just because he knew this, Gu Bai felt very guilty.

Si Yiming looked at Gu Bai who didn't dare to look at him. After a long time, he said slowly, "Staying up late will not grow tall."

Gu Bai was taken aback, then raised his head to look at Si Yiming, and saw the obvious smile on Si Yiming's face at a glance.

Gu Bai was stunned for two seconds, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he looked at Si Yiming.

Mr. Si is scary!

Bad taste!

Gu Bai's face puffed up, and he held back when it was half puffed up.

It was indeed he who made Mr. Si worry, Gu Bai admitted his mistake.

And Mr. Si looks so pretty when he smiles like that.

Thinking so, Gu Bai ran to the third floor to carry down the easel and his toolbox, then ran to the courtyard and found the rockery.

The stone tablet is on the side of the rockery, facing the wall. Unless you deliberately go around, you can't see the flat stone tablet at all.

Gu Bai stood against the wall, raised the easel, and began to adjust his drafts against the real scene.

Gu Bai's draft has already taken shape. It is a simple line draft, which also includes a rough background. Right now, it is being adjusted and refined according to the actual situation, adding the contrast of light and shadow and light and dark.

Gu Bai stood outside, tossing and tossing for a whole day once this adjustment was refined.

This is a painting that will be more inclined to magic and use of color.

At the top of the screen, there are several branch-like lightning bolts tearing the sky amidst a thick leaden ash.

Right above Xuanwu, a group of gray-black thunderclouds rolled violently. The huge rolling thunder revealed light behind the clouds, penetrated the thick clouds, and was full of turbid and oppressive aura.

Underneath, the water pattern is boiling and turbulent, the black turtle breaks through the water, the tortoise's shell is mottled, the water flows like a waterfall, the spirit snake gently wraps around the black turtle's body, the sharp line of the tail is raised, facing the rolling thunder above the head as a warning, but the head is Slightly lowered, staring at Xuan Gui, spit out snake letters softly, with indescribable tenderness like water.

The black tortoise is raising its head and screaming, controlling the boundless waters under its feet, setting off a surging wall of water, and firmly protecting the spirit snake wrapped around his body. The scales on the Spirit Snake's body were delicate, without any damage.

Gu Bai repeatedly adjusted and modified the angle and details, finally felt it was right, and made the last touch.

The color has not yet been applied, but the light and shadow are enough to present a perfect picture.

The thick wall of water separates the sky from the earth, and the rolling thunder is about to fall, while the divine beast carrying the sky on its back stands firm and fearless.

——There is even a leisurely distribution of dog food.

Gu Bai looked at this painting and felt extremely satisfied.

He quickly removed the drawing board, and ran to find Mr. Si with the board in his arms.

"Mr. Si, Mr. Si!" Gu Bai rushed into the living room, looking extremely lively.

He raised the drawing board in front of him: "What do you think of this!"

Hearing this, Si Yiming took a serious look at it, and his eyes fell on the mottled tortoise shell and the delicate and flawless scales of the spirit snake that Gu Bai emphasized with light and shadow.

The two are intertwined with each other, and the contrast becomes more and more obvious.

Si Yiming was slightly taken aback, thinking that the ability of the literary school who can draw is different from that of the fighting school who loves fighting.

He really didn't find such details between the black turtle and the spirit snake before.

"Very good." Si Yiming praised sincerely.

He has a certain appreciation ability, but he is really ashamed of the details.

Gu Bai was so bluntly praised, he jumped up and down for joy, the big smile on his face was like a small sun rising: "Then I'll show my wife!"

Si Yiming nodded, and watched Gu Bai bumping his way up to the third floor with his drawing board in his arms, and didn't come down after that.

After getting Mrs. Spirit Snake's approval, Gu Bai simply stayed in the studio on the third floor, and started to open another draft from the draft, coloring it.

Mr. Si had nothing to do, and found that Mrs. Spirit Snake and Gu Bai hadn't come down yet, so he was just downstairs torturing the steamer and pastries in Mrs. Spirit Snake's house.

When the lady who was about to make dinner came down from upstairs, she saw the steamer in the kitchen covered with dough, and opened her mouth to spit out a string of ellipses.

The author has something to say: Si Yiming: Cooking is fun.

Lady Spirit Snake: You are no longer my baby.