Tomb raiding: Trying to become a little painter

As their breaths drew closer, Qin Henian's hands continued painting, though the breath spraying from his neck made his skin feel hot and itchy.

Why are you standing so close?

Qin Henian stopped writing, gripped his pen tightly, and tilted his head. His delicate nose brushed against Hei Xiazi's cheek, and he paused for a moment, stunned. Feeling his heart pounding, Qin Henian's first thought wasn't to push Hei Xiazi away, but rather to raise his hand and touch his own chest...

Oh no! My heart is failing!!!

It won't obey me!

Qin Henian's actions surprised Hei Xiazi, who was trying to flirt with him, but on the surface, he only smiled more deeply.

Hei Xiazi actually didn't quite understand his precious He Nian. The main reason was that Hei Xiazi felt that in all his years of life, this was the first time he had encountered such a complex and contradictory creature. The creature sometimes had a clear mind, sometimes childish rationality, and sometimes the impulse to do whatever it wanted. It also sometimes had inexplicable thought processes and violent strength, as well as cruel methods that disregarded human life.

In short, Hei Xiazi's assessment can be summed up in three words: "Hard to say..."

"Can't I get this close to the baby?"

Hei Xiazi lowered his voice and spoke in a hoarse, ambiguous tone right next to Qin Henian's ear.

The warm breath and soft touch near his ear left Qin Henian somewhat stunned. Was he in heat?

How long is the mating season for a Pixiu again...?

Qin Henian, who wasn't of his own race, had absolutely no idea about it!

"Blind man, are you in heat? Does your inherited memory mention how long the Pixiu's heat cycle is? Give me a heads-up!" I tried to tactfully avoid this time...

Qin Henian didn't say the last part, but he still cared about his son.

Although the cubs are young, they don't do anything human... and once a cub has a mate, it's considered an adult beast in the mythical beast group.

Although Qin Henian doesn't have a mate, he's lived a long time! By accumulating time and age, he's become a fully grown beast, and he's a little "curious" about seeing a beast in heat for the first time.

"Heat season? Ah~ so that's what my darling Henian is thinking about, you blind man?"

"Can't a blind person just want to cuddle with their darling?"

Black Bear raised his hand and took off his sunglasses, his beautiful, hazy gray eyes meeting Qin Henian's, as if to say... "So you're the one who wants to be a beast? Waaah... I want to cuddle..."

"Cough cough..."

"Ahem... well, I didn't mean to misunderstand~ Don't be angry, kid!"

Qin Henian's eyes flickered, a little embarrassed, and he explained slowly.

Squeak!

The vehicle came to an abrupt stop, and a fluffy head popped out from in front of the driver's seat, its clean eyes staring straight at the back seat.

"Year of the Crane~"

In a soft, gentle voice, Zhang Qilin called out Qin Henian's name with a hint of grievance in his eyes, his large eyes flashing with the word "grievance".

With the fluffy thing in front of him, Qin Henian couldn't resist reaching out and stroking and rubbing the person's head...

My beast form only has one paw, and I can only pet my own fur normally. After a while, the feel of it gets a bit dull. But now, suddenly a head sticks out, and I rub it...it's so soft!!!

"The little Qilin is so cute!!"

Waaah... Little Heavenly Dao, look! I touched a Qilin cub! Good luck will come your way, right...?

The Heavenly Dao, still struggling: Can you be a normal beast? Save me first...you now???

"Waaah...Am I being naughty?"

Another big head is approaching. Petting one beast is the same as petting two… Let's do it! This year, touch the big heads of the Qilin and Pixiu, and next year will bring wealth and good fortune…

After some dawdling on the road, the Santana finally stopped in front of a village at the foot of Changbai Mountain around 4 PM. The three were in good physical condition, and the timing was also convenient; it wasn't snowing on the mountain anymore, only the year-round snow remained. Having already stored food in their spatial storage, they found a relatively secluded spot to put the Santana away, then rented a room in the village's guesthouse area, planning to rest for the night and head up the mountain early the next morning.

As night fell, Qin Henian lay sprawled on the large bed in his room, his eyes vacant, his thoughts wandering far away.

Click!

The doorknob turned, and a figure darted into the room, immediately spotting a handsome boy lying on the bed. His long, dark hair was disheveled on the blankets, and his clothes were wrinkled in places, clearly indicating he hadn't changed...

Catch a little lazy crane!

The person arrived with light steps, carrying a bowl of food bought from next door, steaming hot against their body.

"He Nian, time to eat!"

Zhang Qilin's gentle voice, like the slow, flowing water melting frost, drew near. His eyes were fixed on the exquisite beauty lying on the bed, a hint of a smile and tenderness in them.

"Eat! What do you want to eat?"

The food on the train was bad; he was carsick, and even the food from the restaurant he brought didn't taste good. Because the train seats were small and the atmosphere wasn't great, he had no appetite. Now, he was really looking forward to his first meal after getting off the train. He sat up in bed and looked up to meet a pair of clear, clean eyes with gentle and smiling pupils.

Clap...

The lunchbox lid was opened, and a meal consisting of two meat dishes and one vegetable dish appeared in front of Qin Henian.

"Eat it!"

Zhang Qilin stared at the person.

"oh oh!"

Qin Henian is working diligently...

On the other side of the wall, Black Bear looked at his vegetable porridge in front of him, feeling somewhat annoyed. How could he have missed... letting the mute Zhang get in there...?

In his memory... he and Zhang Qilin went to the landlord's place next door, where they rented their house, to buy food. The landlord had cooked porridge that evening, and Hei Xiazi used his silver tongue to buy a bowl of vegetable porridge at a low price. Just as he was about to turn back to share it with his son, Henian, they ran into Zhang the Dumb, who was also there to get food. The landlord hadn't cooked much porridge that night, so he grabbed two boxed meals from the small shop outside his house, heated them up, and sold them to Zhang the Dumb...

The two then returned to their respective houses. Just as Hei Xiazi was walking into Qin Henian's house, the person behind him suddenly spoke.

"One person, one turn, I'll go first!"

Zhang Qilin spoke quickly, but acted even faster. Before Hei Xiazi could react, he darted to the door, twisted the handle, and slipped inside...

The recollection ended... Hei Xiazi sighed... and slurped up the bowl of vegetable porridge he was holding.

In the other room, after Qin Henian and Zhang Qilin finished their meal, one of them collapsed back into bed, while the other dawdled without showing any intention of getting up or leaving. Instead, he tidied up the trash and threw it into the trash can, then turned around and stared intently at the person on the bed.