Chapter 212 - 212 Isn't Tianbao Warm enough?

212 Isn’t Tianbao Warm enough?

Bai Wutong blushed. “No, just close the window.”

Chu Tianbao had mastered the secret to flirting. “Is it because Tianbao isn’t warm enough?”

Chu Tianbao pressed closer, his warm breath on her neck. Her heart skipped a beat. “Tianbao, I still have to work.”

Chu Tianbao did not give up and placed his head on Bai Wutong’s shoulder. He rubbed his slightly cold cheek against her hair. “I’ll help my wife.”

It was already good enough that he didn’t cause trouble like this, yet he claimed to be helping her.

She glared at him. “Let go now.”

Chu Tianbao pouted. “Then kiss me.”

She couldn’t help but chuckle. What else was in his head but kisses? “In your dreams.”

Chu Tianbao said seriously, “I only miss my wife. I don’t dream of it.”

She was dumbfounded and wondered if this glib-tongued Chu Tianbao was the previously obedient Chu Tianbao.

No matter what he was thinking, he couldn’t cause trouble now.

Unexpectedly, Bai Wutong pinched his waist. Chu Tianbao’s face became twisted. “Wife, it hurts.”

“You know it hurts, but you are still not letting go!”

Chu Tianbao couldn’t bear to part with it and even made an excuse. “I’m warming my wife.”

Having been defeated by his thick skin, she looked at him and continued with her work.

It was really quite warm.

…

The autumn harvest was busy, but there were people helping in Bai Wutong’s fields, so they had quite a lot of free time.

Sheng Huaixuan wanted to design more eraser, watercolor brush, automatic charcoal pens, and packaging styles for carbon paper. When Bai Wutong had time, she would draw some styles she liked.

It would be easier for Sheng Huaixuan to sell them off and it would be useful for her in the future.

Cui Lingyi couldn’t help but love the small white eraser designs that Bai Wutong came up with.

“Little Phoenix, can you help me design a set too? I want to use it to make a few cosmetics boxes.”

Bai Wutong smiled and said. “Sure. You can also use a mold to make soap. It’ll look good.”

Cui Lingyi’s eyes lit up. “That must be very cute.”

“You can design it too.” Bai Wutong said.

Cui Lingyi exclaimed, “It’s so cute. How can I draw it?”

As long as one captured the main points to cartoon characters, they were actually very easy to draw.

Bai Wutong took out a piece of carbon paper and picked up a charcoal pencil. “It’s simple. I’ll teach you.”

She gently outlined a few strokes with her hand, and a cartoon image of Stinky drooling and chewing on Xiaobai appeared.

The chubby Stinky and lazy Xiaobai were simply adorable.

Cui Lingyi’s heart was immediately won over by it. “I want to learn. This is too cute!”

The corners of Bai Wutong’s mouth curled up. “You can learn, but you have to give me a few pieces of fragrant soap.”

Cui Lingyi hugged her immediately. “I’ll give you, all for you!”

Chu Tianbao pushed the door open happily and entered. Suddenly, he saw Cui Lingyi hanging on the back of Bai Wutong. He suddenly pulled a long face, and his aura changed.

His cold and inviolable gaze and god-like face made him look like a god who had descended from the night.

An invisible pressure enveloped his entire body. Cui Lingyi’s heart skipped a beat. She could not help but wonder why a person like Chu Tianbao was not known to the world before he regained his memories.

Cui Lingyi quickly let go of Bai Wutong, and Chu Tianbao’s expression softened.

Bai Wutong frowned. Chu Tianbao’s domineering possessiveness seemed to be stronger than before.

She wondered if it was because some of the blood clot in his head had dissipated.

Chu Tianbao did not realize his change. “Wife, Qin Xiao is looking for you.”

Bai Wutong was unfamiliar with Qin Xiao, but Cui Lingyi knew him very well.

Cui Lingyi said, “He’s the eldest son of the Qin family and is good at painting and calligraphy. He’s now Old Master Chu’s classmate.”

Bai Wutong looked at Chu Tianbao in confusion. Did he have any interactions with her? Why was he looking for her?

Chu Tianbao said, “He said he has a gift for you.”

Feeling even more puzzled, she went downstairs with Chu Tianbao and Cui Lingyi.

Qin Xiao stood in the central room and cupped his hands in greeting. He handed a box of exquisite mooncakes to her. “The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming. I wish Madam Bai and Master Chu a happy festival.”

There were still more than ten days until the Mid-Autumn Festival. Qin Xiao had given her mooncakes too early.

Although she was surprised, she still accepted it. “Thank you for your kindness, Young Master Qin.”

In addition to the mooncakes, Qin Xiao took out another painting from his sleeve and handed it to her.

Cui Lingyi said that he was a master painter, so she opened the painting expectantly.

Chu Tianbao looked over curiously.

On the painting was a heartwarming scene of Bai Wutong coming to the entrance of Qinghe Academy to receive Chu Tianbao from school.

Ancient character paintings emphasized conception. As long as the conception was reached, it did not matter what the face looked like.

The overall design was still very good-looking, be it in color or composition.

Bai Wutong praised, “Young Master Qin, your painting is so beautiful! I don’t know what to say.”

It was so beautiful that she was at a loss for words. Qin Xiao was a little embarrassed by the praise. Just as he was about to express his humility, Chu Tianbao suddenly said, “Wife, who is this painting about?”

Bai Wutong was speechless.

Cui Lingyi was speechless.

Qin Xiao: “…”

Everyone smiled awkwardly. Afraid that he would say something shocking again, she quickly sent Chu Tianbao into the kitchen to serve tea.

She glanced at Qin Xiao apologetically. “Tianbao doesn’t understand. Young Master Qin, don’t mind him.”

Qin Xiao nodded gently. “Master Chu is really straightforward. Qin Xiao still has some shortcomings. I’ll definitely try my best to obtain Master Chu’s approval next time.”

Bai Wutong sighed. What good temper.

Since he had already given her a gift, she naturally had to return one.

From the study, she took two watercolor brushes and a box of solid paint.

Since Qin Xiao was a good painter, he should like these things.

“Young Master Qin’s calligraphy is impressive. This is my watercolor brush and solid paint. I hope you like it.”

Qin Xiao’s eyes lit up and he declined once before eventually accepting it.

When Qin Xiao returned home, he eagerly opened the box.

When he saw the watercolor brush and solid paint in the box, he picked them up and almost jumped to the ceiling in excitement.

He finally had a watercolor brush!

After a while, a servant bowed outside Qin Xiao’s study. “Greetings, Old Master.”

Before Qin Xiao could hide the watercolor brush, his grandfather, Qin Chuan, barged in.

His sharp eyes instantly captured the watercolor brush in Qin Xiao’s hand.

His eyes narrowed and he held out his hand. “Brat, I gave you an idea and you actually want to hide it!”

Qin Chuan was known as the Art Saint. When he found out about the magical watercolor brush, he also wanted to have one, so he gave Qin Xiao the idea of exchanging a gift.

Qin Xiao had given her that painting. Madam Bai was a considerate woman. If she returned the favor, she would definitely give Qin Xiao a watercolor brush.

Qin Xiao really did not want to give it to him, but this person was his grandfather and his master, so he had no choice but to give it to him.

He could only place the one and only watercolor brush in Qin Chuan’s hand.

The next second, Qin Chuan picked up the box of solid paint and ran away.

“Good grandson, give this to Grandpa too!”

Qin Xiao’s eyes widened and he hurriedly chased after him. “No, this won’t do!”

There was only one box. If Qin Chuan used it, he definitely couldn’t use it.

Unexpectedly, Qin Chuan entered his studio and shamelessly locked the door. No matter how Qin Xiao knocked and shouted, he refused to open it.

Qin Xiao stomped his feet!

The duck that he almost obtained had flown away!

He could not give a second gift!