Secondly, compared with Honghui at the beginning of the red depiction, on the other hand, Hongxuan asked for more completion.

Because the fourth master found that the little guy not only has a strong hand, but also a stable hand. In this way, he is not afraid that he will be injured if he writes more, no, after the strict comparison and evaluation of the fourth master, the amount of red painting for the little guy is just stuck on his limit.

It is conceivable that it is not difficult to do things, but it is too much to do repeatedly, and boredom is one aspect, and tiredness when it reaches the limit is even more important aspect.

As a result, Hongxuan's mood for a night of painting red changed from down-to-earth to boring, and then from boring to tired hands. In the end, he wanted to give up, but when he raised his eyes, Amma was sitting next to him, and he didn't dare to give him more courage.

Looking at the fourth master in the book, he noticed that he was staring at his gaze, raised his eyes, and faced Hongxuan.

The little guy immediately lowered his eyes, his mouth pouted slightly, and he was very depressed. Then looking at the unfinished painting on the table, he sighed faintly, rubbed his sore wrist, then gritted his teeth, and continued to wave the brush in his hand.

Compared with the involvement of Hongxuan in the ear room, Jia Ming is much happier, in the room, she holds a scroll of scripts, looks at it with relish, looks at it, and complains about this and that in the book from time to time in her heart, but she doesn't say it.

As time passed, the notebook in her hand was withdrawn, and in an instant, the reflex was about to start.

"It's time to go to bed. The fourth master's slightly hoarse voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Hearing the familiar voice, she paused, glad in her heart that she had not overreacted, and Shui Ling's big eyes glanced at the fourth master depressedly.

In the warm candlelight in the dusk, Jia Ming's innocent baby face suddenly appeared under the glancing eyes. Purity and coquettishness coexist, and the contradictory beauty suddenly saw that the fourth master's eyes deepened and deepened.

Jia Ming, who was panicked, also felt that the atmosphere around her was getting more and more wrong, and immediately changed the topic, "Master, what about Hongxuan, outside, he will be afraid to sleep alone, or ......"

"Hmm......" Before she finished speaking, she was gagged, and when she was dizzy from being kissed, she seemed to hear the hoarse and sexy voice of the fourth master, "Hongxuan him, you don't have to worry, let Su Peisheng accompany him......"

A few days have passed, and there is no beautiful scenery on the southern tour, either continuous mountains, green trees, and earthy yellow dirt roads, and there is not much change.

Doing carriages during the day, it's quite boring along the way. Jia Ming, who was tossed at night and had a sore back and was not in a good mood, looked a little depressed, but looking at the son who was scratching his little head from time to time on the side, this was much better compared to each other.

"E-niang, are you very happy?" asked Xiao Hongxuan, tilting his little head.

Jia Ming nodded and replied with a smile: "Hmm." ”

Feeling that this smile was a bit of an obstacle to his eyes, and he always felt that it had something to do with him, Xiao Hongxuan couldn't help but continue to ask: "What are you laughing at?"

Jia Ming looked at Hongxuan for a while, and saw that he twisted his little body uncomfortably, and then said meaningfully: "Want to know?"

Hongxuan pursed his lips, nodded, and replied, "Yes." ”

"Happiness is contrasting, and so is happiness. Speaking of this, Jia Ming spoke.

Hearing this, Hongxuan felt quite bad.

"Seeing that you are detained, and you have to complete the red painting at night, so boring and boring, this comparison, your mother and I are still very good. Jia Ming continued to strike.

Hongxuan: "......" is really my mother, is it so shocking?

Jia Ming: "You are really my own child, don't worry." ”

Hongxuan looked at it suspiciously, and said in his heart: How does E-Niang know what I think, did I say it.

"Didn't say it. Jia Ming continued leisurely: "Your facial expression is so rich and straightforward, you can see it. ”

Hongxuan was depressed and said secretly: It seems that I will have to learn from Amado in the future.

In the carriage, after some conversation, calm returned, and the sound of horses' hooves and the rumbling of the wheels was all over the ears.

After a while, Hongxuan, who had been detained for a few days, finally couldn't sit still, and his little butt kept moving, like ADHD.

But it's been a long time, it's still boring, wow, the little guy looked at Jiaming and stopped talking a lot, until he stopped moving forward halfway to trim before he finally opened the golden mouth: "Eniang?"

"Huh?" Jia Ming's puzzled eyes signaled that he had something to say.

Xiao Hongxuan's little buttocks rubbed over, and his little body was even tighter, and he replied in one go: "Xuan'er wants to go out and play for a while." With that, his bright eyes blinked and blinked, full of pleading.

"This ......" Jia Ming stretched out her voice, never saying whether she agreed or disagreed.

No, Xiao Hongxuan was anxious, "Eniang, let Xuan'er go! Xuan'er promises not to make trouble." ”

In this hurry, the little guy who could only speak short sentences suddenly burst out of a seven-word sentence, and the progress was quite obvious.

Jia Ming obviously also has the idea of this change, as a mother, she will always be happy and happy for the child's little progress, and she is no exception.

As soon as the man was happy, she spoke a lot, so she immediately agreed: "Okay!

"Really!" Hongxuan's mouth opened slightly, a little unbelievable that E-Niang agreed.

Jia Ming nodded and continued to advise: "Remember your promise, and come back after the repair, don't delay the time and where to play, do you know?"

"Hmm!" Hongxuan nodded heavily.

The trimming time is over, Hongxuan came back on time, and there is no more trouble today. After Jia Ming saw that he didn't sweat and didn't need to change his clothes, he handed the tea to the little guy to drink, and wondered in his heart that he was so well-behaved today, obviously he had already made a mistake, and he had recently detained him for a few days, plus he conscientiously completed the red painting punishment explained by the master every night, and he was very serious in admitting his mistakes, or would he still let him play during the day?

In this way, Hongxuan played during the day and completed the red painting at night, and then one night half a month later, there were three figures in a room at a post station on the way, except for one standing aside, there were two figures, one large and one small, sitting. The little one sat on a high chair with an excited face, his little hand waving a brush and scribbling on the paper on the table. During this period, the eldest one looked at the small one several times.

Strange, why is Hongxuan so excited today? Xuan'er has always been healthy, and nothing has happened to him recently, is it drugged, or is it ......

The fourth master who couldn't help but conspire suddenly frowned, his face suddenly turned cold, and the cold air on his body came out more. How can anyone dare to fight the idea of Xuan'er!

Angry and worried, the fourth master's face was extremely ugly, and after a while, he, who had always been very good at restraining his expression, barely recovered his face with ice cubes.

Just as he was about to beckon Su Peisheng to find a doctor, Hongxuan, who was worried about him, stopped writing.

Stopping writing so soon, it used to take twice as long as it used to be, Xuan'er was so deeply affected, the fourth master frowned again, and when he thought of the black hand behind the scenes, he didn't know who was behind the scenes, and the cold on his body became more and more intense.