"Okay, okay, you've said a lot, full of anger, I think you're really about to explode if you say it again" Mu Qingge couldn't stop crying and laughing at Chunhan's anger at all, patted her shoulder and said softly: "Good Chunhan, dissipate your anger, give me that ink, paper and inkstone." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Chun Han suppressed his anger and was very puzzled by Mu Qingge's instructions, "Miss, are you going to write a list again?

"It's not a list. Mu Qingge bent the fingers of one hand slightly, knocked on the table with his index finger and middle finger for a while, the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, and he said in a very soft voice: "I want to write a love letter." ”

"Love, love letter?!" Chun Han was stunned by Mu Qingge's words, and forgot to get the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, "Little, miss, you, you, you, you......, you Have a lover?"

Lover's ass!

When did she have a lover?

Mu Qingge said that the adjective Chunhan had goosebumps, "It's written for my lover, but it's not my lover." ”

"Huh?" Chun Han was puzzled: "What do you mean?"

"Silly Chunhan, you'll know later, you go get me a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone first, and I'll start writing after I have a clue. ”

“…… Oh. Chunhan always felt weird, but he still obediently went to get the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

And Mu Qingge was meditating.

After a while, Chunhan brought the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, she was still grinding the ink, and the contemplative Mu Qingge suddenly smiled and beckoned to Chunhan: "Good Chunhan, is the ink polished?"

"Almost. Chun Han replied, and moved the thing to Mu Qingge, Mu Qingge reached out to put the paper ~ ready, and took the brush from Chun Han's hand.

"Miss, are you going to start writing?"

"Hmm. Mu Qingge replied, curled his lips slightly, and lowered his head and began to write.

The number of words she wrote this time was not much, a few short lines of words were sparsely written on a page, and before Chun Han could react, Mu Qingge had already stopped writing.

After putting the pen aside, Mu Qingge flattened the paper, puffed out his cheeks, and blew on the paper with his mouth lightly.

Chun Han was very surprised by her movements, "Miss, just write a little bit?"

Mu Qingge felt that the handwriting should be almost dry, so he paused and said without looking back: "Okay." "Love letters, you don't need to have many words, as long as the words are enough for people...... Spring, heart, swing, ripple is good!

However, with a love letter, it is still almost a bit of a climate for a playboy to be a playboy, and it will hurt a little bit of heavy money.

Thinking so, she rubbed her hands and suddenly smiled, and said to Chunhan: "Chunhan, do you have color ink for painting?"

She, her young lady is so treacherous!

Chunhan was about to ask her young lady why she was smiling so treacherously, but she was stunned for a moment before she shouted: "Caimo?! Miss Dare to Love You Want to Paint?!"

It's shocking enough that a blind man knows how to write, but she even knows how to draw?!

Why does she think that her young lady has a rhythm that wants to go against the sky?

"That's smart, that's right. Mu Qingge snapped his fingers to Chunhan, and urged with a smile: "Quick, go find Caimo and come over." ”

"Oh~~" Chun Han was so shocked that the whole person was sluggish, and he left in a daze.

And when Chun Han left, Mu Qingge's fingertips moved, and a ball of powder was silently dyed on the wet ~ moist brush......

……

Chunhan was still very fast, and after a while, she got the color ink.

She asked, "Miss, the slave maid has gotten a few colors." ”

"Is there red?"

"Yes. ”

"It's good to have this color and jet black, and the rest is optional. Mu Qingge said, "Come here, I'll tell you how you should mix the color, and you can help me adjust the color." ”

"Good. ”

Next, the two spent about half an hour to adjust the color, and after the color was about the same, Mu Qingge said to Chunhan: "Don't look at it." ”

Chun Han blinked, "Why don't you look at it?"

"Because I can't see it. "I'm afraid she'll have eye shots.

"Oh. Chun Han had no choice but to turn his face away when he heard this.

She actually wanted to see it, she had never seen her young lady draw it, although she didn't think it would be very good, but she was still looking forward to it.

Mu Qingge chose a piece of paper that was a little bigger than Sikai, arranged it, and began to paint.

She also painted very quickly, and after only two quarters of an hour or so of wielding a brush, she stopped writing with great satisfaction.

Chun Han felt her movements, turned her head involuntarily, and asked, "Miss, it's ready...... she didn't finish speaking, but she glanced at the paper drawn by Mu Qingge, and her eyes widened, "Ahhhh

Then he covered his eyes and quickly turned his head!

Mu Qingge lightly rolled up his sleeves and put down his pen, sighed at Chunhan's scream twice, shook his head and sighed: "Why are you disobedient, I asked you not to watch it, but you want to watch it......"

"Miss!" Chun Han was so aggrieved that he was about to cry, "Why do you just draw...... Draw something like that!"

She really couldn't believe that her young lady could draw something like that—a bed in Huashi, and ...... Two stripped-naked men and women!

The crime is that the two men and women are still hugging each other, doing something that even if she doesn't understand personnel, she can see what it is at a glance!

Ahh

When did the blind lady of her family become so ...... Evil?

"I think that's a good thing. Mu Qingge smiled and said to Chunhan: "Since you have seen it, why don't you look carefully and help me see where there are flaws?"

With that, she picked up the paper that was almost a meter long and spread it out, intending to let Chun Han show her a closer look.

"Ahh......h My good young lady, don't let the slave see it, slave, the slave really doesn't want to see it......"

However, I have to say that her young lady's painting is too vivid, better than many painters, and too realistic. , that's why she's ......

"Okay, okay, if you don't look at it, you won't watch it. Chunhan's reaction had already made her understand that what she drew should still defeat the effect.

She said that, seeing that the ink on it was almost daring, she carefully rolled up the painting.

Seeing her movements, Chunhan couldn't help but ask, "Miss, what do you want to do?"

"Chunhan, you're wrong. Mu Qingge blinked innocently, "It's not that I want to do something, but I want others to do something together." ”

Scold!

Didn't Mu Linmei say that she and Duan Shizi were blind and prodigal, the most compatible?

But she was wrong, the blind man is never worthy of the prodigal son, only the prodigal ~ woman is the most worthy of the prodigal son!

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