Chapter 241: The Overactive Inner Monologue of a Mad Painter’s Doll (4)

Chapter 241: The Overactive Inner Monologue of a Mad Painter's Doll (4)

If Song Chuyi could move right now, he would definitely slap Ji Feng in the face.

Who even puts someone's leg on their shoulder while bathing?

Picking on him because he can't move, huh?

Song Chuyi fixed an intense stare on Ji Feng, who was meticulously cleaning the dirt off his calf.

Ji Feng's focused, serious expression made it seem as though his calf was the most valuable treasure in the world.

Song Chuyi snorted inwardly. He's the one who dragged him through the dirt, and now he's here cleaning him.

Hmph, quit the act.

Although he thought so, the urge to slap Ji Feng faded.

The steam in the bathroom thickened, blurring Ji Feng's face.

Song Chuyi looked closely and noticed a hint of mist over Ji Feng's light brown eyes.

He was a little startled. Could Ji Feng be crying?

The next second, Ji Feng lowered his head and gently kissed his left calf.

Song Chuyi: ???

What the heck, you creep!

"Yi Yi is so well-behaved," Ji Feng's voice was gentle, his eyes, clouded by steam, held a hint of madness that was hard to detect.

"Yi Yi doesn't even put up a fight during the bath."

"Did I frighten Yi Yi today?"

He gave Song Chuyi's calf a light bite.

Then, as if worried he'd hurt him, he licked the spot he'd just bitten.

"I didn't mean to hurt you."

Song Chuyi nearly rolled his eyes.

As if he didn't notice that sneaky bite!

Biting him was one thing, but licking it too?

That's just weird.

Ji Feng let out a soft chuckle, pressing his thumb against the skin and lowering Song Chuyi's left calf.

Then he turned his attention to cleaning Yi Yi's right calf.

He'd been rough earlier, dragging Yi Yi across the ground for a while.

Luckily, Yi Yi's body was tough, able to withstand wear and high heat. Even after being dragged around, it only got a bit dirty, with no injuries to show.

Song Chuyi allowed him to keep bathing him.

After the bath was done, Ji Feng set him down by the bathtub.

"Yi Yi, just wait a sec."

He pressed a finger to his lips.

"I'll be quick."

Ji Feng stood up and turned on the nearby shower.

The water was cold.

The mist quickly dissipated as the cold water hit.

Song Chuyi watched Ji Feng's body come into view.

He had to admit Ji Feng was right.

Ji Feng was bigger than him.

Heh.

Song Chuyi wanted to look away, but he couldn't control the doll's body at the moment.

Ji Feng had positioned him directly in front, so he had no choice but to keep watching.

Fortunately, five minutes later, Ji Feng shut off the water and tossed a towel around his waist.

He scooped up Yi Yi.

"Bath's done, let's head to the study."

Song Chuyi thought to himself, *The study? Shouldn't we be heading to the bedroom? We just took a bath—what else is there to do but sleep?*

Still puzzled, Song Chuyi was carried into the study.

The study held just a desk, a chair, and a computer.

With no other chairs, Ji Feng set Yi Yi by his side.

"Yi Yi, hang tight, I've got two hours of work to do."

Song Chuyi finally got it and had to admire the villain's stamina.

*He paints and still has time for work? Is he the CEO of some company or something? The story never mentioned this part.*

Soon, Song Chuyi saw what Ji Feng's work entailed.

He was a trader, and his so-called work was to decide which stocks to sell and which to buy.

This work was very familiar to Ji Feng, and he only took half an hour to determine the recent trends.

After organizing the information and sending it to his assistants, he exited the interface and opened a video website.

Song Chuyi: Huh?

What’s he up to now?

Ji Feng clicked on a documentary titled "Miracle of Nature" and hit play.

Nature’s breathtaking beauty unfolded like a painting, drawing Song Chuyi in.

You’ve got to admit, the documentaries in this world are top-notch.

The magnificent scenery in the footage was exhilarating and made you yearn for more.

After a quick glance, Ji Feng suddenly had an idea and turned to Yi Yi.

"Yi Yi likes these too, right?"

Song Chuyi wanted to nod right away—yes, yes! I love it! Absolutely!

Hurry up and pick me up so I can see it better!

Standing next to the computer, the screen was too small, so he could barely see anything.

Ji Feng seemed to read his mind and suddenly stood up, scooping him into his arms.

Then he settled back into the chair.

His left arm around Yi Yi’s waist and his chin on Yi Yi’s shoulder, he pointed at the screen with his right hand and let out a soft chuckle.

"Do you like this color, Yi Yi?"

"Green, the color of hope, can also be a deadly poison."

The narrator's voice echoed at the same time.

"Its sap is toxic enough to kill an adult elephant."

Ji Feng’s warm breath tickled Song Chuyi’s ear, making him squirm a little.

But he couldn’t move or scratch the itch.

Even though the documentary was mesmerizing, Ji Feng kept breaking the mood with his comments.

"That bright red is just a stand-in for human blood."

"This peaceful valley could hide a graveyard."

…………

Listening to this, Song Chuyi started to see why the story’s villain could create such creepy art.

With ideas like that, he’s definitely not normal!

Two hours flew by, and Ji Feng, content, shut off the computer and kissed Yi Yi’s earlobe.

"Today’s your first day with me, Yi Yi."

"Even with a few bumps, I’m really happy."

He made Yi Yi look him in the eye.

"Yi Yi, you need to stay with me just like this, okay? Or I might just have to send you to the incinerator."

He paused, seemingly lost in thought, his brow slightly furrowed.

"That incinerator reeks, so maybe I should just burn you myself."

He flashed a dazzling, almost too beautiful smile, his light brown eyes shimmering with mischief.

"Yi Yi, see how much I dote on you."

Song Chuyi was speechless.

Oh, thanks a lot.

Constantly threatening to incinerate him—should he be scared?

Fine, he was scared.

Song Chuyi sighed deeply but quickly pulled himself together.

Considering just how twisted the villain was today, he was sure he'd soon join the ranks of humanity!

Song Chuyi had absolute faith in Ji Feng's depravity.

Maybe it was his excitement, but the stiff doll seemed almost alive.

Ji Feng gazed at Yi Yi with an almost obsessive hunger before kissing him.

After the kiss, an unnatural flush spread across his cheeks.

"You're happy too, aren't you, Yi Yi?"

He chuckled, slipping his finger into Yi Yi's mouth and tugging at his tongue.

"Next time, remember to stick your tongue out, got it?"

He released him and planted another kiss.

"We'll let it slide for today."

Song Chuyi was at a loss for words.

Just end it already.