For cartoonists, it is better to be more generous.

"Thank you, landlord!"

Lin Baici smiled and handed the coffee over: "Here, have a taste!"

This time, the fat house monster did not refuse.

He stretched out his fat hand, took it, and took a big sip.

It recognized Lin Baici, which gave it face.

But why is it getting hotter and hotter in this room?

The fat geek grabbed an unwashed vest from the sofa and began to wipe his neck, head and face.

A lot of sweat was pouring out.

The fat man got weird, found the remote control, turned on the air conditioner, set the temperature to the lowest setting, and a cool breeze immediately blew out.

"Damn it, isn't this a taboo thing?"

Lin Baici was worried for a few minutes, and finally felt relieved when the temperature in the room did not drop.

"Why is it so hot?"

The fat house monster walked to the refrigerator, took two bottles of mineral water, carefully unscrewed the caps, and placed one bottle next to Lin Baici.

"You paint slowly, I'll go out and get some fresh air!"

The fat house monster couldn't stand it anymore, and he was sweating profusely, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

Lin Baici definitely couldn't let the fat man go out, otherwise he would fail, so he quickly found an excuse to stay: "Do you think there is anything that can be improved in the plot?"

Lin Baici humbly asked for advice.

The fat house monster was obviously a master who was good at teaching others, and immediately began to express his opinions: "A few more female characters will be added to give Brother Hao a chance to show his manliness."

"It would be even better if there was another tauren scene!"

The fat house monster kept wiping his sweat.

Not only the room of the fat house monster, but also the entire top floor of the 18th floor was heating up rapidly. Especially after the oven was preheated, the temperature flew up to the sky like wings.

In the corridor, the tender meat began to dehydrate, shriveled, and turned burnt brown. The strips of meat hanging from the ceiling like willow branches were smoking, like sausages placed on the grill.

The aroma of barbecue began to fill the corridor.

Xia Hongyao huddled at the entrance of the stairs, stretched out his head and looked around. Seeing that the fat house monster had not left the room until now, he felt that this tactic might work.

"Anyway, the painting should be a little more bitter!"

After the fat house monster finished speaking, he drank a few more mouthfuls of water. He wiped his sweat and looked at Lin Baici suspiciously: "Aren't you hot?"

"hot!"

Lin Baici also took a sip of water: "But I want to finish this painting quickly and get your comments!"

I have complimented you so much, but you still have the nerve to leave?

The fat house monster was very touched. Its life was a failure. No one had ever looked directly at it. Now that someone valued his opinion so much, it felt respected.

"Don't worry, I will definitely give you the best ideas to help you publish successfully!"

The fat house monster walked to the bookshelf, found a book "How to Become a Best-Selling Cartoonist", and started to read it.

He once aspired to become a cartoonist, but failed.

Another seven minutes passed.

boom!

The manuscript paper in front of Lin Baici suddenly burst into flames.

"Hold!"

Lin Bai leaned back abruptly, dumbfounded.

"No, I can't stand it anymore, let's go out and talk!"

The fat house monster took a few books from the bookshelf, held a large bottle of Coke in his arms, and prepared to camp on the grass outside the apartment.

It seems that the only option is to use the trump card.

Lin Baici took out the silicone doll: "When I was looking for a figure just now, I found this. Is it yours?"

The fat house monster took a look and saw that this doll was so exquisitely made.

"be mine!"

The Fat Man Monster is not embarrassed at all. It is the landlord, so everything in the apartment belongs to it, including the lives of the renters.

"oh!"

Lin Baici handed the silicone doll to the fat house monster.

After it catches it, it slaps the doll's butt hard.

Snap!

The sound is crisp and clear.

[The life-size replica doll can cry with you and laugh with you. It is the person who understands you best and cares about you the most! 】

[When you hold her, you feel like you are holding the breeze, the stars, the white moonlight, and you have the most beautiful happiness in the world!]

[You don’t want to be separated from her, generate electricity, and generate electricity until the end of time!]

Lin Baici looked at the fat house monster. If the silicone doll was useless, then he was going to have a hard one.

The fat house monster looked at the baby in his arms infatuatedly. After about a minute, he looked at Lin Baici, with a look of embarrassment on his face.

"Can you go out first? I have something to do!"

"do your stuff!"

Lin Baici smiled slightly.

boom!

Lin Baici closed the door of the room considerately, turned his head, and saw Xia Hongyao's head exposed at the top of the stairs, so he signed OK.

Done!

yeah!

The high ponytail waved his fist.

Lin Baici rubbed his nose. The meat in the corridor was almost burnt and smelled like a lake. He took three steps at a time and rushed to the stairs.

"Just wait now!"

When Lin Baici first saw the silicone doll held by Yijisheng, he had already heard the God of Cookery's comments about it.

That thing will make a man obsessed, and he will never like a real person again, and he will want to carry it with him no matter how he lives or sleeps.

Spanking it activates rule pollution.

Lin Baici squatted in front of the oven. He had not studied this carefully before.

"I've turned up the power to the max!"

Xia Hongyao found two paper balls and stuffed her nose.

The smell of burnt fat was getting stronger and sicker.

Tick ​​tock! Tick tock!

Grease starts to flow out.

I don’t know whether it was because there was no one involved in the rule contamination, or because it affected the landlord of Feizhai. Xia Hongyao was clearly ordered for an hour, but fifteen minutes later, there was a ding and the oven stopped.

Lin Baici and Xia Hongyao looked at each other and struggled for another ten minutes.

But after the oven ran for more than ten seconds, it beeped again and shut down automatically.

"Go and call Quan Xiangren and those people up!"

Lin Baici gave the order.

Even if these people are not good at fighting, as long as they are around, they can share the firepower.

"Um!"

Gao Ponytail responded and prepared to go, but Quan Xiangren and the others had already run up.

"Lin Shen, you are so awesome!"

Huang Jinxiang shouted, and they found that the time on the barcode on his face had frozen, which meant that the monster should be killed.

"The monster may not die!"

Lin Baici was not so optimistic and put away the oven: "Let's go and check the body!"

Everyone stepped onto the 18th floor again. The meat in the corridor had been carbonized, was black, and exuded a strange smell.
To be continued...