Agriculture Escape: Ultimate Boss Has A Space Pocket!

Chapter 213 - 213 If You Can’t Find It Back, Don’t Come Back to Sleep

213 If You Can’t Find It Back, Don’t Come Back to Sleep

Qin Xiao had given them a lot of mooncakes. Bai Wutong packed some in oil paper for Cui Lingyi. “Tianbao and I can’t finish them. Take them back and eat them with the rest.”

Cui Lingyi accepted it and said. “If Qin Xiao hadn’t come to deliver mooncakes today, I would have almost forgotten about the Mid-Autumn Festival.”

Bai Wutong nodded. “That’s right. He came a little early.”

Cui Lingyi smiled and said, “That’s good too. We can prepare in advance and make some mooncakes for the Mid-Autumn Festival.”

The same thought crossed her mind. “Okay.”

She liked the Su-style mooncakes with salt and egg yolk filling. They could make more.

Tianbao probably liked it too.

After Cui Lingyi left, Bai Wutong admired Qin Xiao’s painting again.

In the painting, she and Chu Tianbao looked at each other from afar, their gaze filled with each other.

Chu Tianbao almost pouncing over was even more adorable. The more she looked at it, the more satisfied she was. She prepared to hang it on the bedroom wall.

Chu Tianbao pushed the door open and entered. He suddenly frowned. “Wife, why did you hang such an ugly painting?”

“No way,” Bai Wutong retorted. “Isn’t this quite nice?” She pointed at the little man in the painting and said, “There’s also a vivid Tianbao here.”

Chu Tianbao stared at it a few times and retorted firmly, “This is not a handsome Tianbao.”

He pointed at another small person in the painting and said, “This isn’t a peerless beautiful Wife either!”

How could he praise others like that?

Bai Wutong’s face turned red. “Qin Xiao’s calligraphy is superb. Everyone admires his skills very much. Tianbao will understand when he attends the painting class in the future. You have to learn from him humbly.”

Chu Tianbao pouted. “It’s not as good as my wife’s painting.”

Bai Wutong had drawn a portrait of Chu Tianbao. Chu Tianbao was still secretly keeping it himself and not letting anyone look at it.

Her lips curled into a smile. “This is different. Qin Xiao’s grandfather is the Art Saint, and Qin Xiao may even surpass him. If we keep the paintings well now, we might be able to pass them down as family heirlooms.”

Chu Tianbao was not used to hearing her praise Qin Xiao like this, so he pouted and muttered softly, “It’s not as good as my painting.”

Although he had never drawn before, he felt that if he did, it would definitely be much better than Qin Xiao’s.

Unaware of his thoughts, Bai Wutong hung the painting nicely. When she was satisfied, she went downstairs to make dinner.

Chu Tianbao stared at Qin Xiao’s painting. He felt that it was an eyesore and had just extended his hand.

From the bottom of the building came Bai Wutong’s clear voice. “Tianbao, go wash Xiaobai. It’s covered in mud and it’s dirtying the stairs.”

Chu Tianbao suddenly retracted his hand. “Wife, don’t move. I’ll clean it up!”

When Xiaobai heard Chu Tianbao’s voice, it was as if there were demons and ghosts behind itself. Bai Wutong could not hold Xiaobai down and it quickly fled into the garden.

Chu Tianbao descended from the sky with the spray machine on his back and started spraying at Xiaobai.

Xiaobai hurriedly dodged, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not dodge Chu Tianbao’s deadly accurate water spray.

After a while, it was pulled back by Chu Tianbao like a drenched wolf.

Bai Wutong handed a big blanket to Chu Tianbao. “Wipe it. Don’t let it catch a cold.”

Chu Tianbao did not want to wipe it. He threw the blanket on the floor and pointed at Xiaobai. “Roll!”

Xiaobai lay down lazily, rolled around, and looked at him lazily.

When Chu Tianbao heard the sound of Bai Wutong stir-frying dishes, he knew that it was almost time to eat.

He threw the blanket at its head and rubbed it vigorously.

Hearing Xiaobai’s sorrowful whimper, Bai Wutong stuck her head out and glanced into the living room.

Chu Tianbao stood up and grinned, revealing a row of white teeth. “Wife~”

Xiaobai tried to stand up from the ground. But with a plop, it fell down again.

Startled, Bai Wutong hurried forward to check.

Before she could finish checking, Xiaobai began to snore.

It seemed to have fallen asleep.

Chu Tianbao poked its stomach.

“Xiaobai is so lazy and fat.”

Xiaobai’s stomach was soft and round. Bai Wutong couldn’t help but reach out and touch it. Her smile was gentle and doting. “It’s soft now that it’s fat.”

Chu Tianbao was very jealous. He took her hand and pressed it against his stomach. “Tianbao’s is also very comfortable.”

The sensation felt completely different from Xiaobai’s. Caught off guard, she retracted her hand in shock.

Bai Wutong’s ears turned red as she glared at Chu Tianbao. “It’s not comfortable at all!”

Chu Tianbao looked aggrieved. He wanted to defend himself, but he met the warning gaze of Bai Wutong.

Chu Tianbao obediently shut up and secretly pinched his waist. Wasn’t it just a little harder than Xiaobai’s?

After dinner, Bai Wutong and Chu Tianbao returned to their room.

When Bai Wutong saw the painting on the wall, the image of Chu Tianbao pouncing on her that day appeared in her mind. She couldn’t help but smile.

Chu Tianbao thought that she especially liked this painting and pouted. What was so good about this ugly painting?

His wife might as well look at him.

Suddenly, Chu Tianbao’s eyes lit up. He had an idea.

The next day, as soon as Bai Wutong opened her eyes, she met a big face on the tip of her nose.

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She screamed, “Chu Tianbao!” She was almost scared to death.

Chu Tianbao chuckled. “Wife~”

Angry, Bai Wutong pressed him under her and grabbed his face. “How many times have I told you not to get too close to me in the morning!”

Chu Tianbao’s handsome face was very comical as he begged for mercy. “Wife, I was wrong ~”

Bai Wutong tugged at his face harder. “Learn and remember your lesson!”

Chu Tianbao’s face was red as he was forced to learn his lesson. Only then did he dare to hug her waist and carefully curry favor. “Wife, look ~”

Bai Wutong followed his gaze and saw that the painting she had hung on the wall had been replaced by Chu Tianbao.

Her eyes widened in surprise.

In this position, Chu Tianbao carried her happily to the front of the painting.

The surprise in her eyes gradually widened. “Did you draw this?”

It was clearly a painting of similar style, but she and Chu Tianbao in this painting really deserved to be called gorgeous.

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Chu Tianbao nodded excitedly, waiting for praise. “Does it look nice?”

In disbelief, Bai Wutong reached out and touched the damp image.

She had only taught Chu Tianbao a sketch or two.

However, if one did not have more than ten years of foundation skills, they would not be able to reach this standard.

Chu Tianbao was highly skilled in martial arts. He could write well and had exquisite drawing skills. No matter what, he could not be an ordinary person.

Bai Wutong had expected this. At this moment, when she met Chu Tianbao’s deep black eyes, she suddenly realized that Chu Tianbao’s identity was even more mysterious than she had imagined.

“Wife—”

She suddenly came back to her senses. “It’s a nice painting.”

“Compared to Qin Xiao’s?” Chu Tianbao had a cute expression on his face.

Covering the disappointment in her eyes, she nodded. “Yes, it’s much better than Qin Xiao’s.”

Chu Tianbao kissed her face. “Let’s leave this painting for Little Stinky as an heirloom!”

“Little Stinky?”

“Wife, when you’re healthy, we’ll give birth to another Stinky and he will be little Stinky. Little Stinky will definitely like it.”

It had been a long time since he mentioned this. Bai Wutong had almost forgotten about it. She did not expect him to still be thinking about giving birth to Stinky.

Her gaze fell to the painting and she forced a smile. “Okay.”

After a while, Bai Wutong remembered to ask Chu Tianbao where Qin Xiao’s painting had gone.

Chu Tianbao’s gaze froze. He probably did not expect her to continue asking after he had replaced Qin Xiao’s painting.

“Where is it?” she continued asking.

Chu Tianbao stammered, “Xiaobai took it away.”

Xiaobai was very obedient and never tore down the house, let alone the painting hanging on the wall. Moreover, it did not enter the room last night.

Her gaze turned cold. “If you can’t find it, don’t come back to sleep!”

Not only was Chu Tianbao lying, but it was also disrespectful to lose someone else’s painting.