Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
A big hand pressed on her shoulders and gave her a massage.
Bai Qingqing turned her head to look at the hand, smiling as she said, “Winston, you’re back.”
“You’ve been painting for the whole day again? Don’t be so hard on yourself.” Winston carried An’an with one hand while massaging Bai Qingqing’s shoulder with the other, his deep voice showing strong concern. If it wasn’t the case where he was even more focused when on his job compared to her, his words would sound more persuasive.
Bai Qingqing smiled, moving her body while standing up. Only then did she notice that Curtis, Parker, and Muir were all around. The children were also playing in the courtyard nearby, and it looked very lively with the courtyard filled with people.
“Everyone’s here.” Bai Qingqing smiled as she walked over to her drawing, making a displaying gesture. “What do you guys think of this painting?”
The mastery used in making this painting was a far cry from Bai Qingqing’s charcoal sketches. But as it was colored, it looked more realistic and beautiful.
However, everyone had seen her drawing for very long and thus were no longer surprised.
Parker took a look at the painting again before nodding and saying, “It looks good.”
“That’s it?” Bai Qingqing pouted and mumbled.
Parker frowned and thought about it for a while before adding, “It looks very good!”
Bai Qingqing laughed, then waved her hand, saying, “Forget it, I won’t make things difficult for you.”
“Howl!” The leopard cubs came running over, standing next to the drawing paper and jumping around. The little eagles also flew above it, screeching away.
“You guys want to be drawn by me?” Bai Qingqing asked.
The group of children nodded incessantly.
Bai Qingqing smiled and said, “Alright, Mommy will draw all of you. But it’s too late today. Shall we put it off till tomorrow?”
Screech~
Howl~
The children expressed their agreement clearly, going in circles around their mommy happily, making it hard for Bai Qingqing to even walk.
Parker and Muir took their children away, and Winston also carried his female child. Curtis was the only one without any burden, but he still had Bai Qingqing.
Curtis walked up to her, took her hand, then said gently, “Let’s go and have our meal.”
“En!” Bai Qingqing smiled, her bright eyes bending into crescents, her gaze filled with bliss.
The setting sun cast a joyous red color on their bodies, and the air seemed to be filled with a wonderful feeling. The setting sun was a beautiful sight to behold, even though dusk was nearing.
…
From that day onward, Bai Qingqing officially started to practice painting. It was currently her greatest joy and job.
She had many other plans about improving the living of the tribe, about cultural legacies, as well as about having a harmonious sex life with her mates.
All these required time to be perfected, and in the calm and peaceful City of Beastmen, they had plenty of time.
—This marks the end of the main arc on the beastmen world.
