Chapter 240: The Overactive Inner Monologue of a Mad Painter’s Lifelike Doll (3)

Chapter 240: The Overactive Inner Monologue of a Mad Painter's Lifelike Doll (3)

Ji Feng lightly brushed his lips and quickly pulled away.

"Did you answer?"

"Do you want me to get closer to you?"

He pressed Yi Yi's head down, making him nod.

"You nodded."

"Looks like you agreed."

He gently touched Yi Yi's face. "I’m also willing to get closer to you."

"I don’t have much going on lately, so I’ll stay here with you."

Ji Feng looked at Yi Yi, noticing his lips seemed a bit redder, and his brows slowly relaxed.

"You like me too, right?"

When he customized the doll, he didn’t pick the appearance or body—just went with random.

He originally thought the random option wouldn’t turn out well, but this doll in front of him was perfect in every way.

Even the tiny tear mole under his left eye was just perfect.

"It seems fate meant for you to be mine."

Ji Feng murmured, a shadow flickering in his light brown eyes.

He picked up Yi Yi and carried him out to the yard.

"The weather’s nice today. A little sunbathing might help you grow taller."

Song Chuyi thought: ...

If you wanted him taller, why not just make him taller from the start?

Now you’re dragging him out to sunbathe? What’s the point?

The sun beat down on him, warm at first, but soon it grew unbearable.

Just then, Ji Feng headed into the kitchen.

The kitchen door was open, and he could see Ji Feng in an apron, slicing cucumbers.

The crisp sound of chopping echoed through the yard, and just the thought of it made Song Chuyi’s mouth water.

On a day this hot, a cool cucumber would be so refreshing.

Some chilled watermelon would’ve been perfect.

Song Chuyi quietly watched Ji Feng.

Maybe because he was cooking, Ji Feng had tied his hair up, with just a few strands framing his ears.

With his hair up, he seemed less intimidating and more like a gentle artist.

Perhaps sensing something, Ji Feng suddenly turned his head to look at Yi Yi, who was sunbathing in the yard.

He walked out, still holding a knife in his hand.

"Is the sun bothering you?"

Ji Feng said, turning him around.

"Let's get some sun on your front."

Song Chuyi was turned to face the entrance of the yard.

The yard gate was wide open, and anyone passing by could see him standing in the sun wearing only shorts, looking like a troublemaker.

Fortunately, Ji Feng had chosen a remote mountain village, so there usually aren't many people around.

Just as he thought this, an excited woman's voice rang out from outside.

"This place is absolutely gorgeous, a real 5A-level scenic spot!"

"Wow! There's a yard here! Is this a farmhouse inn?"

"Oh my god! There's a total weirdo out here in broad daylight!"

Song Chuyi was speechless.

For a moment, he didn't know what to say. The doll was so lifelike that the girl mistook him for a real person.

Or to complain that this wasn't some remote mountain village but a top-tier tourist spot!

This completely shattered his assumption that the place was usually deserted.

And now they'd see him standing there like a total weirdo.

Song Chuyi suddenly thought that maybe it was better not to be human.

Just like this, let him remain a lifeless doll, free from the burden of shame.

After Ji Feng finished cooking, he set up a small table in the yard. He brought out the dishes and then approached Yi Yi.

"Hmm?"

He let out a light sound of surprise, his brows slightly furrowed.

"Yi Yi, why's your face all red?"

"Is it the sun?"

Song Chuyi: ...

Thanks for noticing, it's just me being mortified.

"That was my bad." Ji Feng lowered his head, his thumb pressing on his lips. "Yi Yi, don't be mad at me, alright?"

His voice had a dangerous edge, "Or else, I might lose my temper."

"If you're not mad, just nod, okay?"

He firmly pressed the back of Yi Yi's head, forcing it to nod twice.

"Yeah, Yi Yi is such a good boy."

"I knew Yi Yi wouldn't hold it against me."

He picked up Yi Yi and sat him down on the chair.

"For dinner tonight, we're having stir-fried cucumbers and boiled lettuce."

He placed a bowl and chopsticks in front of Song Chuyi.

He grabbed his chopsticks and put a slice of cucumber into Song Chuyi's bowl.

"Here, Yi Yi, eat up."

Song Chuyi, stuck in the lifelike doll, almost rolled his eyes.

Seeing the food but not being able to eat it—what torture for a tree!

Song Chuyi decided to ignore it and summoned Xiaotong, dragging it over to watch TV with him.

As soon as his consciousness drifted off, the once stunning doll lost its luster.

Ji Feng quickly noticed something was off and frowned.

Disgust surged through him, every fiber of his being screaming to toss this revolting doll.

He slammed his chopsticks down, his light brown eyes dark with malice.

"Does Yi Yi not like me anymore?"

He stood up, his tall frame looming over him.

"Anyone who doesn't like me gets thrown away."

He grabbed his arm and yanked him out without a second thought.

Song Chuyi vaguely sensed trouble and snapped out of his TV-watching trance, returning to reality.

Holy crap! Ji Feng was dragging him across the floor!

Ji Feng glanced down and noticed the doll, once repulsive, now seemed to show a hint of resentment and anger.

Its pink lips parted slightly, as if pleading with him to stay.

Ji Feng scooped him up, stared at him for a moment, then suddenly laughed.

"So Yi Yi only listens when I’m tough, huh?"

He tapped its lips lightly, "No more mischief, got it?"

"You better keep liking me."

"Or else, you’re out of here."

"You’ll end up in the incinerator with the rest of the garbage, turned to ash."

He set Yi Yi back down on the chair.

"Yi Yi’s legs are filthy."

He whispered softly, "Let's eat first, and after dinner, I'll give Yi Yi a bath, okay?"

Song Chuyi was a bit surprised that Ji Feng had noticed his mind wandering.

He had definitely thought about getting rid of him just now, just like in the story's setting.

No, I absolutely can't be discarded!

Otherwise, the whole world would fall apart.

It seems like in this world, I can't watch TV shows with Xiaotong anymore.

Song Chuyi couldn't watch TV or move, so all he could do was watch Ji Feng eat.

Ji Feng's movements were so elegant that even a simple plate of stir-fried cucumbers seemed like a feast when he ate them.

After dinner, Ji Feng carried Song Chuyi to the bathroom.

Ji Feng filled the tub with hot water and placed him in it.

Then he undressed beside the tub and stepped in.

With Yi Yi in his arms, Ji Feng smiled softly.

"I was a bit rough today, sorry about that, Yi Yi."

"But Yi Yi, you can't stop liking me."

"Otherwise, I'll be really, really mad."

After giving the warning, Ji Feng took hold of Yi Yi's left calf.

Looking at the dust on the pale skin, he murmured.

"It's gotten all dirty."

"Don't worry, I'll clean it for you, Yi Yi."

The bathtub wasn't very big; usually, it was just enough for Ji Feng.

Now with an extra doll, it felt a bit cramped.

So while Ji Feng was washing Yi Yi's left calf, he casually draped Yi Yi's right calf over his shoulder.

Song Chuyi thought: ...

This is so embarrassing!