still waved her two little arms, excited to not work.

Seeing that Ji Baobao was so happy, Sheng Junqian also smiled. It was not in vain that he offered one of his faces.

"Brother, look good!" She also took the bronze mirror in Father-in-law Yu's hand, held it with two small hands, and let Sheng Junqian look at the little turtle on his face in the mirror.

Sheng Junqian looked at his little turtle appearance, smiled, and then nodded: "Well, it's good-looking, and the painting has improved." ”

"Then brother, you can draw it for me." Ji Baobao returned the bronze mirror to Father-in-law Yu, lay on the table, and sent the little white and tender face to Sheng Junqian.

Sheng Junqian didn't push, and while holding a pen and dipping it in ink, he asked with a low smile: "What do you want me to draw on your face?" ”

"Whatever!" Ji Baobao immediately said happily. "My brother looks good at anything!"

This is not sycophancy, it is true.

Although Sheng Junqian usually practices martial arts just to strengthen his body, so his skills are not very good, but he is very good at painting.

Ji Baobao is so tough, in painting, she actually has this talent, but she is greedy for play and doesn't practice much, so until now, she is not very proficient in painting.

But the words can already be written very well.

Compared with drawing, she practiced writing more.

Sheng Junqian smiled and nodded, and didn't say anything to paint, so he started painting on Ji Baobao's face, and with only a few strokes, he put down the pen, took the bronze mirror that Father-in-law Yu respectfully handed over, and faced Ji Baobao.

When Ji Baobao saw the bronze mirror, he shouted happily: "Ah! I've become such a cute cat! ”

I saw that in the bronze mirror, there was indeed a reflection of a face that had been turned into a kitten.

The face is white.

But the small nose was made into a cat nose.

He also drew a beard on two small cheeks.

Isn't it a cat?

In addition, Ji Baobao himself is good-looking and smart, so it seems that this cat is very cute.

"Brother, draw me a tiger!" Suddenly, Ji Baobao said.

"Why do you want to draw tigers?" Sheng Junqian was puzzled. "Didn't you say it was casual?"

Ji Baobao said in a milky voice: "I suddenly thought of it, isn't the tiger very powerful, I don't want to be such a small cat, I am also so powerful, of course I want to be a tiger." ”

"Okay." Sheng Junqian took a wet handkerchief, wiped the ink on Ji Baobao's face, and then drew a tiger for Ji Baobao.

But when Ji Baobao looked at the bronze mirror, he immediately rushed over with a smile, and wanted to scratch Sheng Junqian's brother with two small hands.

"Brother!" Ji Baobao was still angry, but he was laughing again. "It's not a tiger, it's a big cat!"

Sheng Junqian only laughed.

It's been a big cat all the time.

Or the cat suits her.

It doesn't matter if it's a big cat or a kitten.

"I'm going to paint for you, I'm going to paint for you, and I'm going to make you a big cat too!" Ji Baobao snatched the brush and wanted to greet Sheng Junqian's face.

However, Sheng Junqian's face was still full of little turtles, and there was no place for her to show it, so she didn't use a handkerchief in a hurry, and directly wiped the ink on Sheng Junqian's face with her empty little hand.

Who knows, I didn't wipe it clean, but I saw that Sheng Junqian's handsome face was wiped into the bottom of the pot.

Her little hands were also pitch black.

"Brother, look! Look! Ji Baobao couldn't be happy, he sat directly on the small kang table, pointed at Sheng Junqian's face, and kept laughing.

Sheng Junqian didn't know what kind of virtue he was doing now, but he still cooperated with it, and then covered Ji Baobao's little face with one hand.