After lunch, Binunu and Black Lion returned to the fifth floor.
Yan Bubu didn't know if other people's quantum beasts were like this, but the two in his family had become completely independent individuals. He and Binunu had no spiritual connection, so the black lion didn't return to the spiritual realm either. That floor had belonged to them.
Yan Bubu was washing dishes in the kitchen, while Xiaoqi was mopping the floor in the house. Feng Chen was leaning on a recliner reading a book, occasionally exchanging a few words with Yan Bubu.
Feng Chen: "Put the unfinished rabbit meat in the freezer and heat it up for the next meal."
Yan Bubu: "I'll just put it on the table outside the kitchen window."
Feng Chen stopped him and said, "Don't open the window, it's too cold."
"It's okay, just two or three seconds."
Feng Chen: "It's up to you. Just go ahead and make it up if you want. Anyway, I'm not the one with frostbite on my ears, and I'm not the one who's itching so hard. I don't mind the smell of the frostbite cream."
“… Then I’ll put it in the freezer.”
The wind and snow were howling outside the window and the weather was gloomy, but the house was warm and peaceful.
After washing the dishes, Yan Bubu came to the hall, dragged over a small stool, and sat next to Feng Chen like a puppy, resting his chin on his legs and looking up at him.
"I went out this morning and just watched a movie. I haven't done my homework yet." Feng Chen turned the page, his eyes fell on the page, and said calmly.
"Brother, why do you think of me like this? No, I'm not here to ask to go out and play, I just want to serve you." Yan Bubu lifted one of Feng Chen's long legs and placed it on his knee, and began to massage his leg.
Feng Chen continued reading and took a sip from the water cup on the small table.
Yan Bubu pinched one of Feng Chen's legs, then switched to the other leg and asked earnestly, "Master, am I serving you well?"
Feng Chen put down the cup and lay down, looking at Yan Bubu with half-closed eyes: "Your strength is too weak."
Yan Bubu added more force, and the curls on his forehead swayed along with it: "How about this?"
"improvise."
Feng Chen picked up the remote control and pressed the switch, and the melodious sound of violin rang out in the hall. He put the book on his chest and closed his eyes.
Yan Bubu pinched her legs while staring at Feng Chen.
After a while, she saw that his drooping eyelashes did not tremble, as if he was asleep, so she gently let go.
"Hmm?" Feng Chen hummed through his nose.
Yan Bubu was startled and immediately pressed again.
He continued to do this for about ten minutes. When he saw that Feng Chen's breathing had calmed down, he slowly loosened his grip tentatively, got up quietly and left.
Feng Chen lay quietly with half his eyes open, looked at his slow-motion back, turned over and continued to sleep, with a faint smile on the corner of his lips.
Yan Bubu went down to the fifth floor, sat down on the sofa next to Binunu, and whispered in its ear: "Brother is asleep, let's go to the movies."
Although Binunu's eyes were completely black, Yan Bubu knew that it was looking at him with its eyes slanted.
"I'm taking you to see a good movie, but you have to watch it secretly. Don't let Sasaka go." Yan Bubu glanced at the black lion lying next to the sofa. "It has a spiritual connection with my brother. It's just a spy. Don't let it watch that movie, otherwise my brother will know."
Binunu didn't react, but Yanbubu could clearly see its excitement.
"It's this kind of movie." Yan Bubu raised his two thumbs with Black Lion on his back, put them in front of each other, and winked at Binunu.