"An An's painting is really (love). Su Shengsheng quietly carried the painting behind him, and slowly walked to An An's side step by step, half-squatting next to her, savoring the painting in his hand.

Sensing that someone was standing behind her, An An quietly turned her head a little embarrassed, and when she saw that it was the painting, she quickly turned around and tried her best to cover it with her body.

Looking at her shy look, Su Shengsheng directly hugged her in his arms and let her sit on his lap, holding her waving hands tightly with one hand. "Don't be embarrassed, look at it, how much (love). ”

Looking at her with a doting face, this time Su Shengsheng did not pick up the note next to her, but slowly said with her mouth, and the shape of her mouth was deliberately wide open, so that she could see her every movement.

"Hmph. An An didn't understand what she was doing, but she could only see her holding the painting, pointing to her painting, and suddenly speaking in a loud voice, trying to communicate with her.

Looking at the little (fart pì) child in his arms, Su Shengsheng's heart was not (forbidden jìn) sighed, and looked at this painting again, although it was a little sloppy, but this is also the level that she should have at this age, and now look at the previous painting, I'm afraid I'm a little embarrassed.

Looking back and seeing that Su Shengsheng was still admiring the painting, An An jumped directly from her lap, took back the painting in her hand, hugged it in her arms like a baby, forced her smile, ran to the big curtain, and showed all the other paintings.

It's embarrassing, but it's also precious. This little fairy is really likable, and Su Shengsheng's gaze also moved to the pile of paintings with her. Those seem to be the fruits of her repeated practice, and they have witnessed her painting art gradually maturing from immaturity.

"It's really right to take out your own treasure, and it's really right to come to you. ”

Shang Zhihan, who had been standing by and watching the two of them fight, felt very comfortable, but this familiar and annoying voice suddenly broke the silence.

Seeing Meng Mingcheng walking slowly, the smile on his face began to fade away and became very serious. He knew that this stinky boy didn't have a good heart for Su Shengsheng.

"You can rest assured that the two of us should come here, but it took us so long to show up (身shēn). He looked at the newcomer with a grim face

Although he said so, he really didn't want him to come over and destroy it.

Seeing their reactions, An An found Meng Mingcheng standing in front of the door, she was still holding the painting in her arms, and hurriedly ran in his direction.

"There are a lot of things (情qíng) today, and there are some delays, so it's really hard for you to take care of An An. He habitually squatted down (身shēn) Zi and directly held An An in his arms.

Looking at his skillful movements, Su Shengsheng now understood why An An relied so much on Meng Mingcheng. I saw him holding An An with one hand, and touching her hair with the other hand, An An also hugged his neck very happily and kissed him on the face with a happy face.

Taking the painting in An An's hand, Meng Mingcheng walked in the direction of the pile of paintings.

Seeing him walking over there, and Su Shengsheng was also over there, Shang Zhihan coughed lightly and pretended to walk towards her calmly, but his steps were so big that his psychology had already been exposed.

He quickly rushed ahead of Meng Mingcheng and stood directly between him and Su Shengsheng, even if An An was there, he would not let this person have the slightest chance to contact her.

Seeing that he couldn't wait to swear his sovereignty, Meng Mingcheng shook his head lightly and whispered next to Shang Zhihan: "Stingy." ”

Seeing him say this, Shang Zhihan did not refute, and quietly approached in the direction of Su Shengsheng, squeezed her to the side, and let her stay away from Meng Mingcheng.

Although his hands were in his pockets and his face was cold, Su Shengsheng felt that he didn't have the slightest appearance of a man in his heart, and he was jealous over there like a child.

"This is all drawn by An An since he first came into contact with painting, and he has never shown it to anyone except me, you two are very lucky. ”

The painting in front of him that was about to build a wall made Meng Mingcheng couldn't help but praise the little man in his arms, this little girl made him very proud. He lightly scratched An An's nose, which meant a small encouragement to her.

"These paintings are really good, although they are not as skilled as she is now, but they are very innocent and romantic at her age. Looking carefully at each painting in front of him one by one, Su Shengsheng didn't (forbidden) pick up one and appreciate it seriously, this is what An An should have been.

"That's right, she was ingenious at a young age, not like someone, who grew so big that she couldn't even take care of her own (body shēn) body, and asked others to rush to pick her up. Shang Zhihan also picked up one of the paintings and pretended to talk about it casually.

Although he looked ridiculous and did not have a Taoist surname, Su Shengsheng knew that this was obviously talking about her, saying that she was not even as good as a three-year-old child.

Seeing him talk about this matter with a blank face, Su Shengsheng also put a smile on his face, quietly stretched out his hand, and pinched his waist fiercely. She still wants to save face in front of outsiders.

Although he didn't make any movements, his eyes kept falling on Su Shengsheng's (body shēn) when he spoke, and he felt that her strength was being used very much, but he still didn't say half a word, pretending that nothing had happened, and still calmly appreciating the words in front of him.

It wasn't until her hand was a little sore that she slowly let go of her hand and looked at him with a smug face, and this feeling of being dumb eating yellow lotus also made him try it.

After her hand was released, Shang Zhihan only smiled lightly, although his waist was pinched and a little red, but his heart was beautiful, this is a wish to fight and a wish to suffer.

He chuckled, slowly put down the painting he was holding, and reached out to the painting on Su Shengsheng's right.

He was standing to her left, and in order to get the painting, he had to lean towards hers. He leaned down and moved little by little as if he couldn't reach it.

His face gradually approached Su Shengsheng, she stood straight there without moving, and slowly she could hear his breathing.

His hand had already touched the painting, but when he stood up straight, he deliberately moved his head closer to Su Shengsheng's face, and slightly hooked the corners of his mouth against her eyes.

Really, there are still others here, Shang Zhihan is so blatant, it must be sure that I will not fight back. Looking at the cunning person in front of her, she had an indifferent look on her face, and she was still a little helpless in her heart.

"Ahem, there are still children here, the two of them can stop for a while. The scene in front of him really made Meng Mingcheng a little speechless, he didn't need to swear his sovereignty like this, after all, An An was still here, she was just a three-year-old baby, she shouldn't see this.