Mo Yinhe heard his son’s voice. He turned around and saw four chibi Little Dragons sitting in a row on his pillow, just like figurines on a car dashboard.
It hit him right in the feels! Mo Yinhe had a sudden inspiration; he really wanted to turn the four treasures into little figurines to display on his car. It would be nice to put them on his office desk too, especially for relaxation.
Mo Yinhe was a man of action. Although his son had interrupted his private ti with his wife, he had found a new interest. With this thought, Mo Yinhe walked out.
On the large bed, chibi Xiaobai wagged its little tail and chirped, "Jingjing, in today’s drawing class, the teacher asked Little Highness to draw a family of three sleeping, but Little Highness couldn’t do it! Liangliang couldn’t do it either, and neither could Susu. We all handed in blank papers, oh, it was super embarrassing! We need to have actually experienced sleeping together as a family to draw it~"
Such a thing happened? Si Mingjing felt sorry for the children and soothed them, "Okay, I’ll sleep with you guys tonight."
"And Daddy! Huh, where’s Daddy?"
Si Mingjing was also curious. She got up from the bed, walked out of the room, and stood in the corridor looking around, but she saw no one.
"Mo Yinhe?"
"I’m here."
His clear and pleasant voice ca from the study.
He walked out of the study full of vigor, carrying a black cloth bag. Wrapping a long arm around her waist, he led her back into the bedroom.
"What’s this?" Si Mingjing asked, curious.
After entering the bedroom, Mo Yinhe took out the contents of the black bag: several pieces of plaster in different sizes, so paints, various paintbrushes, an assortnt of small knives, and other tiny tools.
He started fiddling with them, looking quite practiced. "I haven’t carved in months. I wonder if my skills are rusty."
"Daddy, Daddy, what is this? This princess wants to play too!" chirped chibi cute dragon Liangliang. It trotted on its short little legs—THUMP, THUMP, THUMP—from the center of the bed to the edge, its beautiful, gem-like eyes blinking.
Si Mingjing was also very curious. What is this?
Only chibi Xiaobai knew exactly what was going on.
"Little Highness knows! Daddy is going to make us into little figurines. Daddy’s craftsmanship is super good!"
Back then, Daddy often made ceramic figurines of Mommy with Little Highness. Daddy made so many chibi cute dragon Mommy figurines, they could fill an entire room!
"Wow~ really? Can Daddy make this princess?" Chibi cute dragon Susu also scampered to the edge of the bed and struck a vain pose. "Daddy, this princess wants to look pretty~~"
Mo Yinhe coaxed his children, "Okay, show Daddy what pose you like."
Chibi cute dragon Susu had already struck a pose, still as a statue, not daring to move an inch, afraid of ruining its beautiful pose.
Chibi cute dragon Liangliang tilted its little head, thinking for a mont. Unable to co up with a good pose, it simply copied chibi cute dragon Susu, striking a similar but reversed pose.
Chibi cute dragon Little Fatty rolled a few tis on the bedsheets, ending up next to the two little princesses.
"Daddy~ I want to be cool, the cooler the better!"
"Okay." Mo Yinhe particularly spoiled this son.
Chibi Xiaobai then said, "Little Highness wants..."
Before Xiaobai could finish, Mo Yinhe said disdainfully, "Not for you."
"Why? Isn’t Little Highness good enough?"
"That’s right. The little rascal who called a ’stupid mutt’ is no longer my favorite."
Chibi Xiaobai wailed, "WAAAH!"
Si Mingjing smiled and playfully slapped Mo Yinhe on the back. "Don’t bully Xiaobai. He’s under my protection."
Mo Yinhe only dared to tease Xiaobai so freely because he had raised Xiaobai himself. They were close, and he knew the child wouldn’t take it to heart.
But when it ca to Liangliang, Susu, and Rongrong, Mo Yinhe didn’t dare to joke around or tease them carelessly. He was afraid they might think he didn’t love them.
With the other three children, it was as if "doting love" was written all over his face.
Only with Xiaobai could he openly show mock disdain, and when it was ti for discipline, he wouldn’t hesitate.
"Do you really know how to do this?" Si Mingjing looked on with interest.
"Don’t believe ?"
Mo Yinhe’s skills were very good.
In the five years she was gone, whenever he was sick with longing for her, so much so that he couldn’t sleep, he would carve her chibi cute dragon form out of plaster as a way to console himself.
By now, he had carved so many that he had beco highly skilled through practice.
Molding, trimming, air-drying, painting, firing... He knew all the steps. The small figurines he made were even better crafted than those sold in markets, each one strikingly lifelike.
"Want to make one for you?" Mo Yinhe asked, his eyes deep as he glanced at her.
Si Mingjing said, "Let see your skills first."
Mo Yinhe’s craftsmanship was truly amazing.
In just an hour and a half, he had carved four lifelike Little Dragon cubs, each with a unique and charming expression—ultra-cute, ultra-cool, ultra-adorable, and ultra-sassy.
Watching in amazent, Si Mingjing couldn’t help but exclaim, "If you ever stop being the Crown Prince, you could open a craft store and probably wouldn’t starve."
Mo Yinhe laughed and retorted, "If I’m not the Crown Prince, I’ll be the King of Atlantis. Would I need to open a craft store to make a living?"
That makes sense, Si Mingjing chuckled to herself.
"Shall I make one for you?" Mo Yinhe continued to tempt her.
Si Mingjing’s interest was piqued. "Sure."
Then, she too transford into her chibi cute dragon form.
Five chibi cute dragons sat on the bed playing together. The scene was so incredibly adorable that Mo Yinhe almost couldn’t tear his eyes away.
He carved Si Mingjing’s chibi cute dragon form even faster, finishing in just twenty minutes. Si Mingjing was so impressed she almost wanted to worship him.
Once he was done, Mo Yinhe picked up the figurine and said, "You stay with the children. I’ll go dry this and check if the corn and pork rib soup is ready."
It needed to be dried before it could be painted and then fired.
The four little ones couldn’t wait. They all transford into human babies and adorably followed Mo Yinhe out, wanting to see how he would dry the figurines.
Si Mingjing also transford back into her human form.
The corn and pork rib soup was ready. She served six bowls, one for each person, and they sat in the dining room drinking it.
Mo Yinhe had a specialized dryer. He placed the carved and trimd plaster models into it, then joined his wife and children for soup.
After finishing the soup, he took out the dried plaster models and began to paint and color them.
"Daddy, this princess wants to paint her own!" declared one of the girls.
"This princess wants to paint her own too! This princess will make herself look super pretty!" insisted the other girl.
"I want to do it too!" Little Fatty chid in.
Only Ye Nianbai broke the mold. "Little Highness wants Jingjing to paint for Little Highness."
Si Mingjing reached out and ruffled Ye Nianbai’s little head. "Alright, I’ll paint yours to be the coolest and cutest."
Mo Yinhe took on the task of painting Si Mingjing’s figurine.
The scene resembled parents helping their children with a craft project; the family of six was thoroughly enjoying themselves.
By the ti they finished painting, it was already eleven-thirty at night.
Usually, the children would have been asleep by this hour. But tonight, they were all wide awake and full of energy, eagerly waiting for Mo Yinhe to fire the figurines so they could see the finished products.
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