Doudou's "lion's roar" scared Xiao Chongjiu's body, and the Chengni inkstone in his hand was almost thrown out, secretly smacking his tongue in his heart, this aunt is really majestic!

Fu Shaoyun is basically accustomed to such a true temperament cousin Yuan, there is no abnormality in his expression, and there is even a faint smile on his thin lips, he took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in Chongjiu's hand and placed them on the round table one by one, although only one hand can move, the movements are not clumsy at all, and they are still elegant and elegant.

Seeing that his young master was silent, Chongjiu didn't dare to say more, and stood aside silently and began to study ink.

Doudou's painting skills were taught by Yuan Zheng, although the time is still short, but he has already begun to see his skills, and his gestures are full of expert demeanor, Fu Shaoyun nodded approvingly on the side.

The little fat man is very familiar with Doudou, and he doesn't need to think about it at all, and soon the image of a vivid fat boy jumps on the paper, and Fu Shaoyun was taken aback when he raised his eyes.

Cousin Yuan, who has known her for just a few days, has been constantly refreshing her opinion of her.

Don't mention the previous ones, the first time the two met was a mess, and it was difficult not to have a misunderstanding. After getting along for two days, he can already be sure that Cousin Yuan is by no means an ordinary girl, she is flexible, articulate, open-minded, straightforward, and seems to understand a lot of things.

In his opinion, such an outstanding girl, the person who can be valued so much by her must be a handsome and extraordinary young man, who once thought that the young master of the Cheng family was actually a boy who looked a little obsessed.

As if he could hear what he was thinking, Doudou laughed softly: "Cousin Fu didn't expect Brother Xiaofei to be such an ordinary boy." ”

Fu Shaoyun stroked his chin and smiled: "It's really unexpected, but obviously he's not ordinary." "Judging people by their appearance is the most unfeasible, and those who can have a deep relationship with Cousin Yuan must have their own merits.

Doudou didn't care about his words, pursed his lips, and gently put his hand on the eyes of the person in the painting, who were squinted to only one slit, "When I first met Brother Xiaofei, he was not yet seven years old, and the whole person was crammed into the official hat chair like a small mountain of meat. Cousin Fu, have you ever seen his ability to shoot the bow left and right, crackling, crackling...... It was a beautiful voice, and it was fast and accurate......"

Fu Shaoyun heard Doudou's voice change his tone slightly, but he couldn't bear to interrupt her words, so he only glanced at Chongjiu on the side, and Chongjiu gently retreated with understanding.

Doudou was still immersed in the past, sniffed and continued to tell: "Little fat brother is actually very lazy, he doesn't like to move, and he doesn't like piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and his favorite thing to do is to steal good things......" As she spoke, she poked the fat chin of the person in the painting with her finger, and tears flowed down her face.

"You said that your chin rested on your chest, you couldn't walk three steps and you were out of breath, and you dared to eat meat steamed buns bigger than your face, and you dared to pour the tea I boiled...... And it became more and more excessive, and in the end he dared to play with me to run away from home and play missing...... You're stupid, timid, small, and pampered, and you don't even know how to wear clothes and shoes...... I don't believe you have the ability to leave Cheng Mansion without noticing...... You must be hiding somewhere to cry now......" Doudou couldn't say any more, tears gushed out like a spring, the portrait was soon wet, and the fat face was gradually blurred.

Fu Shaoyun took out the silk handkerchief and handed it to Doudou, and said softly: "But he is very lucky to meet such a good friend as you." ”

Doudou took the silk handkerchief and covered his face, and cried in a muffled voice: "I have a very bad temper, and I like to play tricks on people, in fact, he understands everything...... He just let me bully him, pretending to be stupid every time, but he didn't know it, the little cunning in his squinting eyes had betrayed him a long time ago, I knew that he had always let me, and he had always known it...... There will never be another person in my life who will be on my side at any time and under any circumstances like him......"

Fu Shaoyun looked at Doudou who was crying intently, and felt a feeling between envy and jealousy for the "little fat brother" in his heart, sour and astringent...... But he really wanted to tell Sù this extremely smart "stupid" girl that a boy could be "bullied" like her, and it was by no means a crime, to be precise, it was a blessing......

It took a while for Doudou to stop crying, she wiped her tears and laughed self-deprecatingly: "I just said before that if you have tears, you don't flick, and they will show their original form so quickly...... Thank you, Cousin Fu, I feel much more comfortable now. ”

Do you thank yourself for not saying empty words of comfort to her, or for not dissuading her from crying uncontrollably?

Fu Shaoyun feels that getting along with the girl in front of you is like flipping through an interesting book, you feel that this page has been written to the extreme, but you don't know that more exciting and unexpected plots are still waiting for you to explore.

"Cousin Yuan's eyes are a little swollen, let's go and freshen up first. Fu Shaoyun smiled slightly.

"Hmm. Doudou knew that his face must be too flowery, nodded and walked out of the house, and went to find the two of them to go back to the room to freshen up. Fu Shaoyun spread out a piece of paper again, and quickly sketched it on the paper with his uninjured left hand.

Doudou is still young and doesn't need overly cumbersome makeup, and she is worried about re-portraiting, so she rushed back with the two maids after a cup of tea.

I saw Fu Shaoyun sitting on a chair in front of the window sipping tea slowly, and there seemed to be a glimmer of light in his eyes that was different from usual. Chongjiu stood honestly behind him, but there was an expression on his face that was eager to speak but had to endure it.

Could it be that after such a while, what happened in this house?

The three of Doudou's master and servant walked to the round table, only to see a portrait of a little fat man spread neatly on the table. The brushwork is skillful, the lines are smooth and vivid. The most rare thing is that the demeanor of the little fat man in this portrait is completely different from the one Doudou just painted, showing his simplicity with a hint of cunning to the fullest.

It's just a few glances at Fang Cai's portrait! Where does it look like it was drawn by a person who has never really met Brother Xiaofei, such a level...... I couldn't reach it, Doudou praised loudly: "The painting is really like it, Chongjiu, it's too condescending to let you be a little girl......"

Chongjiu was originally ready to praise his young master in front of the second girl of Yuan, but the young master will never forget it when he hits a child, what if he hurts his arm? The left hand can still write and draw, and it is not much better than the right hand, how can you listen to the meaning of the second girl's words...... He opened his mouth wide and was stunned.

Fu Shaoyun was also slightly stunned for a moment, and as soon as he turned his head, he saw the stupid appearance of his little servant, poof...... A sip of tea sprayed Chongjiu's face, and the immortal temperament shattered to the ground.