Atlas Studios

  Atlas Studios

  An’an seemed as if she was going to sleep until the world ended.

  Bai Qingqing watched her quietly for a while, then eventually felt a little bored.

  “Parker, aren’t you going to sleep?” Bai Qingqing asked.

  Parker said, “Winston and I took turns to get a bit of sleep at night. I’m not tired.”


  “Then, accompany me to burn porcelain tools,” Bai Qingqing said excitedly. “I’ve been worried for An’an previously and wasn’t in the mood for it. I can finally relax a little now.”


  Parker’s heart ached for her. He agreed.

  Worried that she would freeze, Parker brought the grinding stone to the bedroom. He mixed soil with some hot water before letting Bai Qingqing start.

  Bai Qingqing sat on the wooden stool that had a piece of animal skin laid on it. She reached out to grab onto the mud, feeling hot to the touch.

  “Quickly spin it,” Bai Qingqing said in anticipation. “Would using hot water affect the quality of the porcelain tools?”


  Parker walked over behind her, held onto her waist, and lifted her.

  “Hey, what are you doing?” As Bai Qingqing said this, she was already seated on Parker’s legs.

  “I want to hug you and grind like this,” Parker said softly next to her ears as if he was whispering, creating an intimate atmosphere.

  Parker’s chest was stuck to Bai Qingqing’s back. As he spoke, the vibration in his chest was passed onto Bai Qingqing’s body, appearing extremely intimate.

  Bai Qingqing lowered her head and didn’t say anything, but the corners of her lips curled up slightly.

  “Quickly spin the grinding stone.” Bai Qingqing urged.

  Parker laughed and grabbed onto the wooden pole with one hand, moving it.

  The rod was vertically upright, and Parker’s arm was long enough. When he spun the grinding stone, he wouldn’t affect Bai Qingqing.

  The two of them sat together like this, working together very well.

  “Slower. The mud is falling off,” Bai Qingqing said.

  Parker immediately slowed down.

  The grinding stone spun slowly, and Bai Qingqing’s attention slowly moved from the mud product to the male behind her back.

  Turning her head to look at Parker’s arm, the faint smile on her lips didn’t disappear even after a very long time had passed.

  They sat together like this quietly, and a feeling of bliss rose in her heart. Life was peaceful and tranquil.

  Bai Qingqing’s first product was a standard flower vase. After satisfying her yearning to give it a try, she started to mess around.

  After making a bunch of strangely-shaped tools, Bai Qingqing abandoned the grinding stone and squatted with Parker at the side, molding figurines. They took quite a bit of time and made figurines for the entire family.

  There was Curtis in his half-beast state, the roaring Winston in his human form, as well as Parker in his human form, holding onto a spatula as he cooked.

  These were, of course, made by Bai Qingqing. She even did a prank and made a laced apron for him.

  Parker stared at his figurine for quite a while before saying unhappily, “Why did you give me female clothing?”


  “Cough!” Bai Qingqing covered her mouth with her hand, trying to conceal her smile. She said in a serious tone, “This isn’t female clothing. Look, there isn’t any material at the back.”


  Parker turned it over to take a look. There really wasn’t any. However, he still felt that his mate was having some bad designs.

  “There isn’t any, right?” Bai Qingqing said. “This is called an apron from where I came. It’s clothing that’s especially worn when cooking.”


  Only then did Parker accept it and said happily, “Then, I’ll make one for myself later.”


  Bai Qingqing’s expression became distorted from holding back her laughter. She lowered her head and pretended to seriously admire the work of their labor.

  The first thing that Parker made was Bai Qingqing in a dress. He wasn’t good at doing other things, but he did a very good job with this figurine.

  Then, they made figurines of the children.

  The three leopards were laying in a nest, 19 baby snakes hiding in a bowl of steamed eggs, revealing only their heads, as well as An’an in swaddling clothes.