"That's right, I've read those words a hundred and ten times." Shi Qingran said proudly: "Their appearance is engraved in my mind. ”

"Don't move here, I'll get the paint." When Lang'er saw it, the clay figurines pinched by Qingran were very good-looking, so he turned around to look for graffiti paint.

After a while, Lang'er took the paint that Shi Qingran painted, and found that Shi Qingran pinched a Monkey King again, probably because she was not very satisfied with the initial pinching, she kneaded the Monkey King again, and returned to the furnace to rebuild.

"." Shi Qingran pointed to the few Nezha he had made: "Later, when they are dry, just leave the best one to color." ”

"Hmm." Lang'er looked at the mold that was being rebuilt in Shi Qingran's hand: "Didn't you say that Sun Wukong is not easy to pinch?" ”

"You have to try it." Shi Qingran thought for a while, and nodded again: "It seems that Sun Wukong is not difficult to pinch, a few more pinchs, I should be able to rub it out." ”

I had to let her go, and when those Nezha's clay figures were done, Shi Qingran's Monkey King also pinched it out. Lang'er took out the red, yellow and green colors and colored Xiao Nezha.

"Look, miss." Lang'er colored Xiao Nezha and smiled: "It's really good-looking." ”

"Haha, really." Shi Qingran lightly dipped a little red paint with his fingers and pointed it on the center of Xiao Nezha's eyebrows. Now,

Little Nezha is more like.

"Miss, I can't see it." Lang'er turned his head sideways and looked at Shi Qingran: "You actually do such a good job." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, let's be a plain girl again, and then be a silver lingzi." Shi Qingran seemed to have a deep obsession with this story, she tilted her head and thought: "There are their appearances on the paintings of the Classic of Mountains and Seas, but they are too abstract, and it is too difficult to do them just by relying on the portraits." If you pinch it out according to the appearance of Mianmian and King Song Yuchen, it shouldn't be too far behind, right? ”

Seriously, the most beautiful and gentle woman Shi Qingran has ever seen should be Mianmian. It's just that Mianmian and the woman she doesn't like very much in the Compassion Courtyard are seven or eight points similar, which makes her a little uncomfortable.

Lang'er smiled beside him: "You can pinch real people too?" Why don't we be Erlang God, the Three Holy Mother, and Liu Agarwood again, so that Liu Agarwood and them can make a family? ”

Shi Qingran tilted his head and thought about it: "I don't know how to pinch Liu Shenxiang and the Three Holy Mother, it's better to pinch Mianmian and Song Yuchen." ”

Saying that, Shi Qingran frowned: "It's just that they are real people, and they are not immovable picture books, so it is a little difficult to pinch them out as they are." It would be much easier to pinch them if they were in front of me, motionless. ”

"This king is standing here, watching you pinch." Song Yuchen's voice came from behind Shi Qingran and Lang'er. Shi Qingran turned his head and saw Song Yuchen with a gloomy face. I don't know how long he stood here without saying a word.

"Ahh Shi Qingran screamed in fright, and as soon as he used his hand, the clay figure that had begun to take shape became a puddle of mud again. Song Yuchen only saw that Shi Qingran was probably a model of a woman, and the corners of her clothes were like a fairy in mythology. It's just that Shi Qingran pinched the clay figure back into the clay shape in three or two clicks, and Song Yuchen didn't see it clearly.

"You...... You, you, you! Shi Qingran stammered when he spoke. I don't know if Song Yuchen will be really angry when he sees himself playing with mud: "When did you come?" ”

Song Yuchen approached Shi Qingran and glanced at her masterpiece. A finished Nezha, and a half-colored Monkey King, are quite exquisite.

Shi Qingran's hands were full of mud, and his hands were more or less stained with various colors of paint. It seems that this masterpiece is not less involved. There was also that plate of paint, and when Song Yuchen saw it clearly, his face almost didn't collapse.

"The good paint on the Xuande furnace is worth a thousand gold, so you will take it and mud." Song Yuchen glanced at Shi Qingran. Her hands were dirty, and her white and blue dress was stained with a lot of mud, and her face was like a kitten rolling in the mud.

No wonder the maid in Huanyi refused to wash her clothes before.

"Anyway, it's all used. Moreover, the clay figurines I pinched are pretty good, right? Shi Qingran smiled, trying to please Song Yuchen.

"And your clothes and shoes." Song Yuchen pursed his lips: "Aren't you ashamed?" ”

"There's no shame on you." Shi Qingran said conclusively: "This is the same as writing and painting, what's the shame?" ”

"But you are pregnant with a child, and you are still playing with mud, not afraid of affecting the child?"

"What's the matter, in Qishan, some women are pregnant with children, and they still go down to the fields to do farm work." Shi Qingran looked at Song Yuchen's jade-like face, and couldn't help but tap his cheek with his dirty fingers: "Husband Junjun, if you were a farmer, I would also work in the field with you, marry a chicken and a dog." ”

Husband? Song Yuchen's brows furrowed, how could she think of such a title: "This king is the prince, you don't have to work in the field, and you don't need to." ”

As he spoke, Song Yuchen stepped forward and wanted to carry Shi Qingran up. But he thought about it, Shi Qingran was now pregnant with a child, and he was afraid that he would hurt Shi Qingran when he carried it, so he picked her up horizontally and walked towards Anran Courtyard.

Song Yuchen picked up Shi Qingran, and Shi Qingran struggled uneasily, and the mud rubbed on his moon-white robe. Holding clay figures and paintbrushes, as well as paint plates, Lang'er followed behind the two of them.

"If this king sees you playing with mud again, this king will also skin your integrity and stew it." Song Yuchen threatened.

Now it's okay, Song Yuchen and Lang'er both know to threaten her with Zhengzheng. You are not allowed to eat much, you are not allowed to leave the house, and you are not even allowed to play in the mud. After Shi Qingran heard this, he shrank aggrievedly in Song Yuchen's arms.

"What? Are you wronged? ”

"yes." Shi Qingran nodded, with a somewhat nasal voice: "It's always in the house, this is not allowed, I am bored." ”

"Go put things down and get her some hot water." Song Yuchen instructed Lang'er.

"Yes."

Shi Qingran ignored the mud all over his body, and wrapped his arms around Song Yuchen's neck: "You let me stay in the house, and there is no good way to relieve my boredom, I am about to suffocate to death." I would have known that I would not be pregnant. ”

"Go wash it first." Song Yuchen pursed his thin lips.

Not far away, two hot eyes shot at Qin Ruoyun and Lianxiang who were standing at the gate of the Compassion Courtyard. Qin Ruoyun's health is much better today, so Lianxiang proposed to go outside the courtyard to have a look. Lianxiang heard that Shi Qingran was playing in the mud in the backyard today, and the prince came back, but I was afraid that he would be caught, and the two of them were still waiting to see the good show of Shi Qingran being reprimanded.

Who knows, as soon as they came out, they saw such a picture, and Qin Ruoyun and Lianxiang's faces were even more ugly.