Huluo Pingyang became a pet cat

"Aw... um"

"Aw... um"

"Aw... um"

Bai Jin was held in Wan Chenglan's arms, as long as he opened his mouth to howl, a spoonful of "paste" would be stuffed into his mouth decisively, but he couldn't control his grievances, he just got a mouthful of cat food, He couldn't help but whine again.

Then Wan Chenglan stuffed the whole plate of "paste" into his stomach and swallowed it...

"Aw!!!!" If you don't eat, don't eat, he doesn't want to eat!What are the things in his mouth? It's fine if it's soft and has no chew, and it doesn't even have a taste. If he can only eat in the future, he might as well run away from home!

"One last bite." Wan Tulan directly grabbed Bai Jin's paw, and stuffed it into his mouth quickly, accurately and without error.

"..."

Bai Jin died at the age of eight in 320.

When Aunt Liu came back to clean up the dishes, she never imagined that the plate of cat breakfast, which she would not have any appetite, would be eaten up by the picky little white cat, but when she saw the little white cat who seemed to have lost her soul When he was a white cat, he could only feel distressed and helpless.

"Sin, eating breakfast is like being punished."

Wan Tulli indifferently wiped the non-existing oil stains on the corners of her mouth, then hugged the "cat blanket" that was lying motionless on the table, "Aunt Liu, I will continue to entrust you with the cat food for lunch."

"!!!"

Bai Jin raised his head in shock, believe it or not, he is running away from home right now!

It's a pity that Bai Jin didn't have the chance to run away from home, because after Wan Chenglan stood up, he took him directly to the second floor.Entering Wan Chenglan's studio again, Bai Jin couldn't help looking around curiously.

Squatting on the table from last time, the canvas in front of him is no longer a portrait of a cat, but a blank piece of paper.

"Oh~" Wan Chenglan is preparing a new painting?

As if to verify Bai Jin's conjecture, Wan Chenglan wiped her hands and picked up a pencil. The tip of the sharpened pen was first drawn casually on the white paper, and then lightly sketched on the paper. .

This is the first time Bai Jin has seen Wan Tilan paint from scratch, his movements are skillful and elegant, his slender eyelashes sway up and down with his slightly drooping eyelids.His eyes looked lazy and blurred, and the tip of the pen stopped and went, as if directly poking at the tip of Bai Jin's heart.

Bai Jin looked at it for a long time but couldn't see what Wan Chenglan was painting.On the blank paper, first crosses were drawn one by one, and then some circles and circles, and some inexplicable scribbled lines were drawn on the blank paper. Bai Jin couldn't understand it, but his eyelids drooped unknowingly. down.

He hadn't recovered all the energy he had consumed last night, and now he was in such a quiet atmosphere, even though Wan Chenglan's movements and gestures were very pleasing to the eye, Bai Jin couldn't hold on and fell asleep directly.

There were faint snoring sounds in the quiet studio, Wan Chenglan paused for a while, and turned her face to see her cat sleeping on the table.

The white cat curled up and lay on the table in a small ball, undulating slightly with its breathing. Its round face was buried between its two paws, but its small pink nose was exposed.

Wan Tulan put down the pencil in her hand, and touched Bai Jin's cat ears lightly with her fingertips. Bai Jin, who was sleeping, didn't notice it, as if he had dreamed of something, he suddenly stretched out a paw and slapped it. It rested on Wan Chenglan's hand.

Wan Tulan raised her eyebrows, and was about to withdraw her hand, but Bai Jin's other paw also slapped on it.Being gently embraced by the soft fur ball, it was obvious that she could easily break free without using any force, but Wan Chenglan's hand seemed to be sealed, and she neither wanted to withdraw nor move away.

"Oh..." Bai Jin felt his stomach was warm, and the feeling of holding something made him feel inexplicably safe.But suddenly there was an itchy feeling in his stomach, and he wanted to turn over, but he couldn't turn over because he was holding the things in his arms.

I flip...

turn again...

Turn again...

"Oh!" Why can't I turn it over!Bai Jin suddenly opened his mouth angrily, and bit the thing in his arms with a whimper, but his sharp teeth stretched out, and retracted instantly when he bit down.

"..." This seems to be... a very beautiful hand?Bai Jin secretly lifted a trace of his eyelids.

"Is it delicious?" A clear voice with a hint of a smile suddenly sounded.

Bai Jin's small body trembled suddenly, he raised his head stiffly, and met a pair of eyes full of mischief.

"Ow!" It was your arm that did it first!

Bai Jin looked at Wan Tulan with a righteous expression, but when he saw Wan Tulan's eyebrows tremble, he immediately looked away guiltily.

"Oh..." Anyway, it was the hand that moved the arm first!He wouldn't admit it even if he was beaten to death...

However, just when Bai Jin thought that the embarrassment was spreading in the air, the studio door was knocked three times, and Aunt Liu said outside the door: "Sir, Mr. Wan Teng is here."

A few seconds later, Wan Chenglan frowned slightly, but Bai Jin raised his head curiously, as if there were too many guests in Yangqing Garden these days!And Mr. Wan Teng, could it be Wan Teng Lan's father?

Wan Tulan pulled back her wrist, then picked up Bai Jin and walked out of the studio.

When Wan Chenglan walked downstairs, there was already an old man with white hair sitting on the sofa in the living room. The old man was wearing a very traditional Tang suit. When Dongjing opened his eyes, Bai Jin finally knew where Wan Chenglan's brown eyes came from.

Although the eyes of the old man are not as deep as Wan Tanlan's, they have a little more wisdom accumulated over time than Wan Tanlan. When he raised his eyes to look at his son, he looked stern and terrifying at first glance, but Bai Jin didn't miss a trace of hidden danger. Deep pride and love.

"Father." Wan Tulan greeted the old man lightly.

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was dissatisfied with his attitude, he just raised his chin towards the sofa, and said in a more flat tone: "Sit down."

So Wan Chenglan hugged Bai Jin and sat down opposite the old man.

After a while, Aunt Liu brought out a set of black jade tea sets that Wan Qilan had treasured for a long time. Wan Qilan personally took out the tea leaves with a jade spoon, and the crystal green tea leaves fell into the teapot. After being soaked in moderately hot boiling water for a few seconds, a burst of unique aroma permeated the air.

Good tea, Bai Jin silently commented in his heart.His master Mo Yuan Xianzun also loves to drink tea, and when teaching them academic knowledge, he often likes to use the essence of the tea ceremony to elicit obscure and profound meanings.

Under the influence of the master, several of their disciples are also very proficient in the morality of tea, especially Bai Jin, a little tea fanatic, who has thousands of treasures in his dark cabinet.

It turned out that Wan Qilan also knew the way of tea. Although the tea in the Human Realm was different from theirs in the Upper Purity Realm, Bai Jin could still tell through the fragrance of the tea leaves that the tea made by Wan Qilan was moderately warm and warm. The concentration is just right, almost reflecting the essence of the tea leaves.

Even the old man on the side nodded, his face finally softened a little, "I've made a lot of progress."

Wan Chenglan was praised but still looked calm, "It's okay."

As a result, the old man's face that had just calmed down suddenly became darker than before, and his two beards were still raised high, "I came here today just to see what you are doing at home all day long. "

Wan Chenglan calmly picked up the teapot and poured half a cup of clear tea into the teacup in front of the old man: "Oh, what did you see?"

"What did you see? You locked yourself in the room to draw again!"

Bai Jin was still greedy for the tea made by Wan Tenglan, but seeing Wan Teng's father looking as if he wanted to throw the cup, he immediately stared nervously at the cup in his hand, but he couldn't help wondering, how could Hua Hua Yet?Isn't Wan Chenglan's paintings amazing?

Bai Jin didn't quite understand, but it didn't affect Wan Teng's father to continue pointing at his son and complaining dissatisfiedly: "You child has been withdrawn since he was a child. He would rather stay in the room and draw than go out to play with other children. Now When you grow up, it gets worse, you don't have to go to school, you don't even go out of the house, when will you bring me a daughter-in-law back?"

Bai Jin listened to Wan Teng's father say the short words of the parents with a deep expression, and immediately solved his doubts, and then felt a little interesting. This was the first time he heard about Wan Tenglan before, and it turned out that Wan Tenglan was cold Is your character developed from an early age?

"Father, I didn't go out." Wan Qilan retorted calmly.

"Go out? When? Go out and sign a contract with someone?" Wan Cheng's father finally couldn't hold back his breath, and roared angrily, and the teacup he picked up was also placed heavily under Bai Jin's nervous eyes. On the coffee table, "Also, I heard you have a cat!"

Bai Jin at the side was still gossiping with the attitude of having nothing to do with himself, but he didn't want the disaster to suddenly flow eastward and splash on himself.Bai Jin shook his body, raised his head in a dazed expression, and couldn't help but ask what happened to the cat?Why do you say "and"?

After Wan Chenglan poured the tea, she saw that her cat's expression seemed a little tense, so she picked up Bai Jin and stroked his cat's head comfortingly.

"You still dare to hug it!" Wan Teng's father was so angry that he slapped the table hard again, "Do you know that there is a saying outside that men who keep cats are either dicks or gay, and you don't like to go out and don't have a girlfriend. You... are you trying to piss me off!"

puff--

Bai Jin can guarantee that if he is drinking tea at this time, he will spray all the tea in his mouth onto Wan Teng's father's face that looks very painful.Fortunately, he is just a cat, but he doesn't know how Wan Chenglan can behave so calmly.

I don't know what kind of experience it is to be suspected of being gay by my own father.

But what Wan Chenglan said next made Bai Jin realize that his calmness was not only reflected in appearance.

I saw him leaning back on the sofa and armchair in a leisurely posture, raised his brows lightly, looked at Wan Teng's father with a puzzled expression and asked, "Even if I am, so what?"

"Pfft——" This time, the person who spurted out the tea suddenly became Wan Teng's father.

Really cool.