Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

Bai Heng didn't understand what Chitang meant by his cry, but he understood the meaning of his action.

She gave him half of her most important thing.

The little Vermilion Bird's two small eyes were black and shiny, and when its gaze rested on the eggshell, it was filled with longing and reluctance.

But even though he was reluctant, he did not take back the action of handing the eggshell.

Just because of the misunderstanding, Bai Heng also wanted to eat this "nutritional supplement".

"It's just as Chi Jinyu said, it's very considerate."

The heart of a child is the purest and most likely to move people.

Bai Heng's eyebrows softened. He raised his left hand holding Little Suzaku and stretched out his right hand towards her.

Chitang thought he was here to take the eggshell, and he held the half eggshell, which was the same size as himself, with great effort. His two little paws moved forward tremblingly in his palms, trying to pass the eggshell forward.

Bai Heng's fingers touched the hard eggshell and did not stop.

He continued forward and touched Chitang's fluffy and soft head. He smoothed the fur back and forth and laughed very softly:

"good."

"Eat it yourself."

Bai Heng's voice was clear, gentle, and low, as if a light feather was brushing across the ear.

Chitang felt inexplicably uncomfortable holding the eggshell's wings, and wanted to use the eggshell to scratch his itchy ears.

She hesitated for a moment, but still didn't move, and chirped a few times randomly.

Seeing that Bai Heng was determined to refuse to eat the eggshell, he retracted the wings holding the eggshell, put it back into his mouth and quickly finished eating it.

Occasionally, some crumbs fell into his palm, which was picked up by the bird's beak and put into his mouth, where he chewed them into pieces with a crunch.

She bit the eggshell seriously. Bai Heng felt the slight itch in his palm but did not move to disturb her meal.

There was no one else in the room. In the quiet little space, the only sound that could be heard was the crisp sound of eggshells breaking.

Again and again, like raindrops hitting the eaves, one's heart can't help but calm down.

Bai Heng felt that it would be nice to have a little bird like this around.

The little Vermilion Bird is well-behaved and cute, and it doesn't seem to be that difficult to take care of.

Moreover, she was so thoughtful that she shared half of the precious eggshell, the only energy source for her, with herself.

Bai Heng instantly became worried and handed her over to someone else to take care of.

Thus, the fairy and the bird began their ordinary and lively life of going in and out together.

There aren't many things that interest Bai Heng.

He didn't have anything he liked, and most of the time, he would stay in his cave in seclusion, practice calligraphy and painting to calm his mind, or make puppets to pass the time.

Now that I need to look after Chitang, it is naturally impossible for me to go into seclusion. The following items are the only ways to pass the time.

After spending a few days together, Bai Heng and Chi Tang got along pretty well and gradually became close.

In the afternoon, I sat with Chitang by the window for a while, watching the lively jumping of the scarlet bird, and some thoughts flashed through my mind.

He stood up and placed Chitang on the small table beside the bed, and asked the paper puppet he had trained before to bring some spiritual fruits and place them in front of her.

Chitang had a very sensitive nose and could smell the rich spiritual energy emitted by the spiritual fruit. He happily pounced over and happily ate the bright red spiritual fruit.

Bai Heng tapped her head with his finger, and seeing that her attention was focused on the spiritual fruit, he got off the bed and walked to the desk.

The red crab has been hatched for more than ten days, and the sparse fur on its body has gradually grown out. It looks like a small ball of fur, which is quite interesting.

He then had the idea of ​​drawing her current appearance.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he left the jade bed and walked towards the desk, Chitang, who had just been concentrating on eating fruit, discovered him.

She raised her slightly heavy wings, flew down from the bed with difficulty, and sat down on the ground with a plop, looking silly.

He stood up dazedly again, scratched the ground with his claws, and staggered forward behind Bai Heng.

The tender claws were only slightly larger than a human fingernail. For every step Bai Heng took, she had to take dozens of steps before she could barely keep up.

The process of chasing people became hasty and the feathers on the head were ruffled by the jumping and running movements.

One or two tufts of fluff were blown up from front to back, standing still, further magnifying the cuteness of the young bird.

But Chitang had no idea what he looked like. He ran forward a few steps as if he was sprinting, stopped, and then ran a few more steps. The standing hair was inadvertently fixed in shape.

Bai Heng didn't need to turn around to sense everything happening behind him, and he could also see Chi Tang's cute look at the moment.

He put one hand to his lips and coughed twice to hide his smile.

When I took another step, the movement of my feet changed to taking a few steps and then stopping to rest for a while, as if I wanted to appreciate the scenery outside the window.

Chitang's pursuit became much easier without him noticing.

in the room.

The immortal in white clothes and black hair walked forward slowly, with a wobbly little bird following closely behind him.

The immortal is aloof, but will slow down his pace, silently allowing the clumsy little bird to chase him.

This scene has a more cozy feeling.

By the time he reached the desk where he usually painted and practiced calligraphy, nearly half a quarter of an hour had passed.

Bai Heng was sitting at the table, and the little Vermilion Bird under his feet flapped its wings and swayed left and right, trying to fly up.

However, she had just hatched and her wings were soft and without much strength. Flying down from the bed required her to maintain her balance for the last moment, which did not take much effort.

It is not so easy to fly up to the desk that is half a person's height.

Chitang finally flew a foot high, but soon most of the way down would fall.

Bai Heng watched her doing useless work for a long time, and when it was about to fall for the last time, he reached out to catch it.

The soft meat ball fell into his palm, and the touch was very comfortable. Bai Heng squeezed it lightly, placed it next to the drawing paper on the table, and instructed:

"Just stay here until I finish painting and then I'll take you out for something delicious."

"Chirp."

【it is good. 】

Chitang nodded and sat obediently aside.

Bai Heng was extremely serious when painting, with no expression on his face and his thin red lips pursed into a straight line.

Very quickly, a scarlet bird appeared on the pure white paper, its eyes full of vivid expression, and it looked as if it was about to fly out of the painting.

The drawing paper is very large, so putting only a little bird on it would inevitably look a bit thin.

Bai Heng thought about it for a moment, and simply sketched the silhouette of a tall man in white next to the bird.

Chitang's attention was immediately drawn to her, and after she recognized that the bird in the painting was herself, she became even more uneasy.

A bird just like the one in the painting jumped onto the drawing paper, hopping and jumping, and it also wanted to add its own things to it.

The result, of course, was nothing.

Chitang chirped in confusion and tilted his head to think.

After a while, he finally remembered that "Daddy" had just taken something and tapped it on a black round plate, and he had an idea in his mind.

She chirped twice, raised her two paws, and jumped into the inkstone beside her.

Soon, the claws were stained with ink.

Chitang stepped on the ink and returned to the painting excitedly.

As she stepped on it, she shouted:

"Chirp."

【nice! 】