Zhang Dong didn't eat tofu too much, but fiddled with Dong Ying for about five minutes, and then he stopped, looked at her with a fascination gaze, and then circled around her three times, then returned to the table, examined Dong Ying again, and then began to paint.

As soon as he picked up the pen, his body exuded a world-famous Confucian atmosphere, his face was filled with deep confidence, his eyes flashed with star-like light, and the strong male charm was actually rushing to his face.

Princess Piaoxiang, Chūn Ying, Xia Ying, and Qiu Ying all had a hint of surprise on their faces, and there was even a hint of red clouds on Qiu Ying's pretty face, and a trace of Chūn Tian's sè Ze flashed in her eyes, as if she thought of the beautiful scene of kissing Zhang Dong last time.

Even Dong Ying, who cursed Zhang Dong in his heart, lost his mind for a while, he was so handsome and such a man, this kind of temperament, this kind of self-confidence, it is really rare, perhaps, he didn't mean to eat my tofu just now, but really wanted to draw my charm......

Zhang Dong didn't pay any attention to what the five beauties were thinking, and began to draw a picture of a peerless beauty by himself, and gradually, even he himself was addicted to it, and there was only this one painting in his eyes

His face was filled with obsession, his eyes glowed with mesmerization, and his movements were particularly gentle, as if he was caressing a beauty, as if he was afraid of waking up the beauty on the screen.

Except for Dong Ying, who was standing there as a model, the other four beauties couldn't help but approach, staring at them with wide eyes and admiring them carefully, and the shock sè soon floated on their cheeks, and the light of intoxication also quickly came out of their beautiful eyes, frozen on the glamorous and endless picture, and they couldn't move it.

Finally, Zhang Dong finished the last stroke, gently put down the pen, and looked at such a work of his highest achievement with a satisfied gaze, and his heart was also proud, such a beauty picture should be able to be drawn on the beauty fan, it should be able to improve the quality of the beauty fan, right?

In his mind, he has already regarded Princess Piaoxiang as his own woman, and he must draw a beauty picture, and he must draw every peerless beauty he sees on the beauty fan, of course, not now, but when Princess Piaoxiang really becomes his own woman.

However, there are not many real peerless beauties, and among the beauties he has seen, only Princess Piaoxiang, Feng Wu, Crane Pianpian, Shangguan Yan, Jiao Xingyan, Diao Chan, Da Qiao, Xiao Qiao, Zhen Mi meet, and even Guo Yu, who ranks second on the list of modern beauties, is a little worse.

"So-so qualified, but still not at the top, if it is such a beauty picture, although it can improve the power of the beauty fan, but it must not be able to promote the beauty fan from a low-level magic weapon to a treasure, at most it can be promoted to an intermediate magic weapon." The monitor said in Zhang Dong's mind.

"Could it be that there is a more clever painter than me?" Zhang Dong asked in surprise in his heart.

"Of course, five billion years ago, there was a strong man named Painting Wushuang who was many realms higher than your painting skills, he cultivated the way of beauty, and cultivated to the realm of the Grandmaster of Pickle Girl, comprehended a lot of the rules of beauty of heaven and earth, and the painting drawn reached the peak, and in fact, the beauty fan was refined by him, originally he wanted to paint the beauty picture himself, upgrade the beauty fan to a treasure, and then go to the Golden Continent with the broken void, but because of an accident, he was killed by more than a dozen enemies who cultivated the way of ugliness, The beauty fan has become a semi-finished product. The monitor said.

"Damn, even the Grandmaster of Pickle Girl was killed, I don't know what a terrifying world it was at that time, and I don't know what kind of way the ugly way is?" Zhang Dong was surprised in his heart.

"The way of beauty is to let the beauty come to lose an enemy, and then take advantage of the other party's loss and kill the enemy, the way of ugliness is just the opposite, showing unparalleled ugliness, so that the enemy does not dare to look at you, and when they see you, they will flee from the wind, and often the monks who practice these two ways are natural enemies." The monitor said.

"It's really the size of the world, and it's all wonderful." Zhang Dong sighed in his heart, and asked again: "If I transplant the surveillance video of the painting Wushuang, can I improve my painting skills?" ”

"If you transplant the surveillance video of the 300-year-old Tao seeker of painting Wushuang, comprehend the way of beauty, and then carefully ponder his painting skills, of course, you can quickly improve your painting skills, after all, you already have a foundation." The monitor said.

Zhang Dong couldn't help but sigh in his heart, now it's okay, he must comprehend a way of beauty, and there are too many ways to comprehend, the way of swallowing, the way of gold, the way of miao, the way of strength, there may be other ways in the future, fortunately, he has a monitor, he can cheat, shorten the time of comprehension, otherwise, he must be tired to death.

Shaking his head, he didn't think about it anymore, and cast his intoxicated gaze on the five peerless beauties who were excitedly admiring his masterpiece, and now no matter how stupid he looked, the five beauties immersed in the magnificent artistic realm did not react, if it wasn't for the imprisonment of this purple flower, he could have easily escaped.

However, now that you have the initiative, why run away?

Isn't this a good opportunity to soak Princess Piaoxiang?

Princess Piaoxiang finally woke up from the lost situation, a trace of joy flashed in her eyes, but it was fleeting, and her pretty face was also calm, without revealing what she was thinking in her heart, worthy of being a noble princess in the zombie secret realm.

She cast a clear gaze on Zhang Dong's face, and said indifferently: "You are indeed qualified to be my painting slave, as long as you work hard and diligently draw beauty pictures for my beauty fan, I will not treat you badly." ”

"Is the painting slave your husband? If yes, I'll reluctantly agree. There was a hint of evil smile on the corner of Zhang Dong's mouth, and he teased, as if he was not imprisoned by Princess Piaoxiang, as if he was sure that Princess Piaoxiang would not dare to do anything to him.

As soon as these words came out, the audience fell silent.

A sword appeared in Si Ying's hand, and there was a sharp and cold gaze in his eyes, looking at Zhang Dong like a dead man, as long as Princess Piaoxiang gave an order, they would go up and divide Zhang Dong's body. However, Qiu Ying was making a show, with a frightened sè on her face, and kept glaring at Zhang Dong, asking him to apologize quickly, so as not to lose his life.

Princess Piaoxiang's pretty face turned white, her tall and full breasts rose and fell, it was really seductive to the extreme, she almost didn't hook Zhang Dong's soul, her eyes were like iron filings attracted by a magnet, she was tightly thrown into the past, and she couldn't move it, this beauty, she must take it down, otherwise, I'm really sorry to teach my monitor.

If according to the temper of Princess Piaoxiang in the past, it must be a sword to stab Zhang Dong through the heart, but now she doesn't dare to do it, because it is not easy to find a clever painter who can draw a beauty picture for the beauty fan, as long as he draws a lot of beauty pictures on the beauty fan, then he can raise the level of the beauty fan up, intermediate, advanced, Lingbao, treasure!

What a temptation this is.

You must know that even her mother and father do not have a spiritual treasure, let alone a treasure, they have a high-level magic weapon and a natal magic weapon!

She forcibly suppressed the anger in her heart, and said coldly: "A painting slave is a slave, there is no human body, there is no right, and I am your master, my order, you must obey, otherwise, it is a punishment, a punishment that makes you a dilemma of life and death, and even takes your life!" ”

"Why am I a slave and you are a master?"

A trace of anger flashed in Zhang Dong's eyes, he originally thought that if he showed his hand, he would be respected by Princess Piaoxiang, treat him as a peerless talent, treat him as a friend, and while drawing a picture of a beauty for her, he used his means to soak her, how did he know that Princess Piaoxiang actually reacted like this? It seems that Princess Piaoxiang was born too noble and spoiled by her parents, such a woman needs to be trained fiercely!

A hint of surprise flashed on Princess Piaoxiang's face, and she said: "You peeked at me bathing, it was originally a capital crime, I didn't kill you, and let you be my painting slave, this is already extraordinarily gracious!" You should be glad for it, and you should get down on your knees and thank you. Now you are so pampered and arrogant, don't you want to live? ”

"Hahaha......"

Zhang Dongyang let out a wild laugh and said sarcastically: "Peeking at you bathing is a capital crime? Who do you think you are? Today I put my words here, unless you are my woman, serve me comfortably, serve me to my satisfaction, I will draw you a picture of a beauty, otherwise, you will die of this heart! ”