Douluo painter

Chapter 7 Dark Cuisine
"Goo~~"

At this time, Mo Hui's stomach let out a very untimely cry.

"Little Momo, are you hungry?"

Bibi Dong asked after hearing it.

"Forehead."

Mo Hui scratched his head in embarrassment and replied in a low voice:

"Ah."

It's normal for him to be hungry. After all, he didn't eat enough when he was in Holy Soul Village. He just ate some dry food on the way here, and he hasn't eaten anything until now.

"Then wait a moment, sister, and I will cook for you right now."

Bibi Dong said with a smile.

"Oh, thank you, sister Dong'er."

Ink painted thanks.

"It's okay, just treat it as a welcome dinner for you."

Bibi Dong said.

Then Bibi Dong went to the kitchen, planning to cook a hearty and delicious meal for Mo Hui.

Mo Hui also followed in, wanting to see if he could be of any help.

"Xiao Mo, you can go outside and wait. It's very dangerous in the kitchen. It's not good to be scratched by a kitchen knife or burnt."

Bibi Dong looked at Mo Hui who was wandering in the kitchen and said.

"Oh, I see, sister Dong'er."

Mo Hui had no choice but to walk out of the kitchen, found a chair by the table in the living room and sat down, then took out the paper and pen that Bibidong handed him just now, and prepared to draw.

After all, he has nothing to do now, so he can only pass the time by painting, and practice painting skills by the way.

Painting is difficult or not, it depends on how high your requirements are.

Ink painting is now mainly based on copying, as long as you draw what you see, it is actually relatively simple.

But for a beginner in ink painting, it is still a bit difficult, and he is still self-taught, without professional guidance.

After a while.

"Forehead."

Mo Hui looked at the table he had painted, and found that he couldn't bear to look directly at it.

The four legs of the table in this painting extend in four different directions, and it doesn't look three-dimensional. The tabletop is also crooked, and the edge looks like an earthworm.

The reason why it is so bad is not only because Mo Hui can't draw, but also because he is still a six-year-old child, his body is not coordinated, and he is not proficient in using a brush.

"It seems that my painting journey still has a long way to go."

Mo Hui said helplessly.

"Xiao Mo, you can come over for dinner."

At this time Bibi Dong shouted in the kitchen.

"Oh."

Hearing Bibi Dong calling him, Mo Hui temporarily let go of the sadness in his heart, and decided to fill his stomach first.

"Little Mo, how about you try my sister's handicraft?"

Bibi Dong brought a table of food in front of Mo Hui, and said to Mo Hui expectantly.

"Sister's craftsmanship must be great."

Mo Hui praised it before he even started eating.

"Then you should eat more."

Then Bibi Dong used chopsticks to pick up some food for Mo Hui.

"Ah."

After Mo Hui responded, he began to pick up the food and put it in his mouth, and the moment he put it in his mouth, Mo Hui froze.

"Is this really food? Are you sure it's not a biological weapon?"

Mo Hui roared in despair in his ashen-faced heart.

He thought the meal tasted like year-old stinky tofu made in his school cafeteria.

He really didn't expect that Bibi Dong's cooking ability would be so poor, it was inversely proportional to her appearance.

"What's the matter, Junior Brother Momo, why don't you continue to eat?"

Seeing that Mo Hui only ate a little and didn't move his chopsticks anymore, and his complexion was also very bad, Bibi Dong asked suspiciously.

"It's okay, it's just that some are too delicious, and I'm a little shocked."

Mo Hui said with a stiff smile.

He felt that no matter how Bibi Dong was a girl, it was not good to directly say that her cooking was poor.

"It's fine if you like it. In fact, this is my first time cooking. I was afraid that it would not taste good, but I'm relieved to see that you like it so much."

When Bibi Dong heard Mo Hui commenting on her, she said happily.

Her usual meals are prepared by the servants in the Wuhun Temple, and she has never cooked before. This time, she just happened to see that Mo Hui was hungry, so she wanted to try cooking.

"I……"

At this time, Mo Hui no longer knew how to express it.

Because he saw Bibi Dong push all the meals in front of him.

"You can finish all these, I'm not hungry yet."

Bibi Dong said.

"Okay, okay, sister Dong'er."

Mo Hui was already so frightened that he couldn't speak fluently.

He thought it would be better to let Bibi Dong strike him to death after eating these meals.

But when he saw Bibi Dong's pure smile, he couldn't bear to hurt her heart, so he had no choice but to swallow the whole meal.

I have to bear the sins I have done even when I cry.

"I don't think I'll ever want to eat sister Dong'er's food again in this life."

After Mo Hui finished eating, he said in his heart like ashes.

After Mo Hui finished eating, Bibi Dong simply cleaned up, and then said to Mo Hui:
"Xiaomo, why don't you sleep with me for a night first."

"Uh, why, sister Dong'er?"

Ink painted asked.

Although it is very exciting to be in the same room with a young girl, Mo Hui cannot take advantage of others with a child's body. He is a gentleman, a good boy.

"You just came here, so you must have not cleaned up anything, so you stay with me for one night, and I will help you clean up tomorrow."

Bibi Dong explained.

"It's… okay."

Mo Hui finally agreed, of course, he swore that it was definitely not the body of Qian Bibi Dong, it was really just an ordinary stay for one night.

"Then go take a shower first, and I'll take you to the bathroom."

Bibi Dong said.

Before Mo Hui could respond, Bibi Dong dragged him to the bathroom.

"Okay, you go in first, I'll find you some replacement clothes."

Bibi Dong said after taking Mo Hui to the place.

"Oh."

Ink painted back.

Originally, he thought he was going to wash with Bibi Dong, so he was a little disappointed when he heard that he was alone.

"No, how could I think so, I'm so dirty."

Mo Hui criticized herself fiercely in her heart.

In fact, Bibi Dong also wanted to be with Mo Hui, but she had already washed it once before, so she let Mo Hui do it alone.

"By the way, is this the place where sister Dong'er usually takes a bath?"

Inkie said after entering the bathroom.

He looked at the bathtub in the bathroom, and couldn't help but imagine Bibi Dong's appearance in the bath, and his face flushed instantly.

Because it is so visually appealing, and since I saw Bibi Dong's body before, although it was only for a moment, the impression is hard to erase.

"No, I have to calm down. I can't think about such nasty things. Sister Dong'er treats me wholeheartedly. I feel so sorry for her."

Mo Hui withdrew her lewd thoughts and said firmly.

Then he relaxes into the bath.

Moe soaked in the bath felt very comfortable, his whole body was relaxed, and he began to recall what happened to him from this world.

Since he came to this strange world, he has not had a good rest, and is worried about survival every day. This is the first time he has been so relaxed.

"I really don't know what the future will be like, I hope it will get better."

Mo Hui said so.

Then he leaned against the side of the tub, closed his eyes, and savored the brief moment of relaxation.

"Little Mo, Little Mo..."

In a daze, Mo Hui heard someone calling him, but he didn't respond and just fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)