Blood Race Little Milk Bag: I became a group pet by punching in

Chapter 206 Delusion
"Uncle, do you really want to find Erbaba?"

Xiaotuanzi's fingertips were entangled with each other, and his footsteps hesitated in the corridor.

I broke into Papa's studio yesterday, if I go again today.

Will he be angry?

[Zai Zai, didn't you say you want to get closer to Er Baba? 】

[There are still a few days to complete the check-in task at this location, Bai Xiaochen and Bai Mochen might stay here by then. 】

Lingluo bit her lips lightly, her tangled expression gradually turned into calm, and she sighed as if resigned to her fate.

Luoluo wants to stay with Erbaba and the others for a while longer.

At least I hope that next time we meet, Papa, don’t forget to nest.

"Uncle, Luoluo knows."

Xiaotuanzi replied softly, there is indeed some truth in what Uncle System said.

Papa and Erpapa never said they would leave the Twilight Castle.

Although she can stay here until the check-in task is over.

But I don't know if we can meet again in the short term.

By the time Lingluo didn't want to meet again, Papa had already forgotten about Luoluo.

As for staying here?
The tasks issued by the system must be completed, so it is impossible for me to stay in one place all the time.

Otherwise, uncle will be punished.

Sometimes Xiaotuanzi felt that she was very greedy, and her uncle arranged for her to meet Papa and brother, which was already very lucky.

But Luoluo still wants more and more time.

I want to eat the rice cooked by Papa every day, I want my brothers to play with her every day, I want to drink the milk powder made by sister Ah Jing every day...

Before she knew it, Lingluo walked to the door of the studio from yesterday.

She stared at the concealed door strangely, Erbaba was clearly locked.

Why is it open today?

Xiao Tuanzi lightly laid her head on the door, she didn't dare to use too much force, she just held on to the door weakly, her eyes were almost pressed against the crack of the door.

The pure white room is filled with warm golden sunlight.

Sitting in front of the easel was a tall and slender figure with his back bent slightly, holding a crystal clear paintbrush at his fingertips.

If you look closely, you can see that the refill is white.

The thin sunlight was cut into falling pieces, and even the cast shadows were stretched thin. The man's back was extraordinarily beautiful, like a delicate work of art.

Maybe it's because the sunlight has some dizzy effects, and I feel that my eyes are so sore for no reason at this moment.

Lingluo couldn't help stretching out her hand to rub it, but her eyes were fixed on the man in the room all the time.

Bai Mochen seemed to be too focused, and didn't even notice that someone was coming.

The traces on the drawing paper are white, and the distance is a little far away, so it is impossible to see clearly what was drawn.

From the analysis of temperament alone, it gives people a very professional feeling.

Specifically, it makes people feel gentle and friendly.

But in fact, it is very weird, as if the seemingly sweet candy is only covered with a layer of icing sugar, and it is not clear what is hidden inside.

Xiaotuanzi wanted to call Bai Mochen, but he was afraid of disturbing him, so he opened his mouth, and finally chose to close it obediently.

It's better for Luoluo not to speak.

She lay quietly at the door, her ruby ​​eyes were full of curiosity and surprise.

I've never seen Er Baba look so gentle before.

There is a trace of unconscious joy and relaxation between the brows.

It doesn't feel distant at all.

It seems to have a touch of popularity and freshness.

Bai Mochen's pen tip didn't pause at all, he had already spotted Lingluo when she was peeping.

It was just that I was focused on painting at the time, so I didn't have any actions.

This thing cannot be distracted.

Some inspiration is needed and the process cannot be interrupted.

Bai Mochen didn't know what he was drawing, so he wrote on the paper based on his feeling.

If someone is in the front position, you can see a rough outline of the castle at first glance, and it is obvious that the painting is the castle at dusk.

And there is a piece of lawn near the large sea of ​​tulips. There is nothing on it. What makes people puzzled is that this is clearly the center of the drawing paper.

Normally speaking, some important things should be drawn, after all, even such a magnificent castle has been reduced to a background board.

So what is more important than the castle on the lawn?

There were more than a dozen white dots, as if he hesitated for a long time, but he still refused to write.

Bai Mochen exhaled lightly, reached out and fiddled with the easel for a while, pulled out a small hidden compartment, and quickly hid the brush.

He immediately got up and covered the easel with a white cloth, walked over in a few strides, and opened the door directly.

The movement was so fast that even Lingluo felt caught off guard.

Realizing that she had been spotted, she was so guilty that she subconsciously wanted to run away, but before she had run a few steps, someone grabbed her by the collar.

"Well, Second Baba, I'm wrong."

"Oh."

Bai Mochen responded perfunctorily, this little cub is really not good.

Obviously he was caught yesterday, but he hasn't learned a lesson today.

A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, as fast as a meteor, making it impossible to catch.

"Second Baba, don't be angry, Luoluo is wrong, she shouldn't have peeked on purpose, next time you must come in and knock on the door first."

Xiaotuanzi readily admitted his mistake, clasped his hands together, and looked pitifully 'begging to be let go'.

It's a pity how could Bai Mochen be confused, he just didn't care.

His personality has always been biased towards zero, and his emotional ups and downs will not be great.

But when it comes to my own little secret, there will inevitably be some fluctuations in my heart.

Even the little guy doesn't know what these mean.

But it doesn't mean that Bai Mochen doesn't care. In his opinion, this place belongs to his own pure land.

Or the only place where you can truly belong to yourself.

What is personal is not subpersonal.

Bai Mochen divided everything very clearly, and there was a long gap in his heart, like the boundary of the Chu River, isolating everything related to the personality of the master.

In other words, it is knowing that you can't get close, so you choose to stay away.

If he really wants to pretend to be the master, he can leave no trace.

Bai Mochen originally wanted to do that, but he didn't know why he didn't.

Maybe it was because the little guy separated the two from the beginning, or it was the 'second papa' who was crying.

There is an inexplicable illusion of being understood and cared for.

It turns out that there is still someone who can distinguish between him and Bai Xiaochen.

It turned out that no one remembered Bai Mochen.

Turns out he didn't care about anything.

"go out."

When Bai Mochen came back to his senses, he threw the man to the door, and closed the door with a snap.

Leaning his back against the door panel, his body slowly slid down, his fingertips touching the cold ground.

Whirring whirring.

The man couldn't help taking a few breaths.

He held his brows and eyes with one hand, and his expression showed a trace of fatigue.

The cubs are children adopted by the main personality, not their own.

There should be no such delusions.

(End of this chapter)