Mu Li reached out and pinched his face: "You kid, your painting skills are so good, why don't you paint one for your sister and me, I love you so much, I have no conscience." ”

Yuan Yan was a little shy and said, "I'm sorry sister, I forgot." Then he said, "Sister, if you like it, I'll draw it for you now." ”

So saying, he went to the desk, spread out an empty scroll, picked up the pen and began to draw.

That's pretty much it.

This is a character that does what she says, not perfunctory at all, she likes it.

Yuan Yan was painting, Mu Li walked to the shelf, took out a painting scroll and opened it, and sure enough, it was the same woman.

The red clothes are better than blood, the skin is as white as blood, the eyes are like stars, and the facial features are so delicate that they are as if they were carefully carved by the heavens.

It's so beautiful, so beautiful that it doesn't look like it, probably the so-called heavenly immortals are nothing more than that.

This woman was dreamed of by Yuan Yan, is it his dream lover?

Mu Li secretly turned his head to look at Yuan Yan, who was seriously drawing, and shook his head.

This little guy doesn't know when he dreamed about it, but his feelings opened so early.

She was also worried that she was so close to him and always slept together, whether it would cause any misunderstanding.

Now it seems that the misunderstanding is a head!

Looking at the woman in this painting, she is so beautiful that it makes people embarrassed to find a trace of shortcomings in their appearance.

No matter how narcissistic she is, no matter how confident she is, she is not narcissistic enough to compare with this woman.

[Still compared? A small jasper, a peerless beauty, is it comparable? Wrong! Under the backdrop of her peerless beauty, it is considered high to say that you are a small jasper. 】

When encountering something related to beauty, the IQ of the supper product dropped, so he came out boldly and made bold statements, and he was not afraid of being beaten, and he did not hesitate to despise her, and turned to salivate at the woman in the painting:

[It's so beautiful, such a beautiful beauty, just dreaming about it? ] That's a pity, I thought I could see it in the capital? But that's right, Meicheng is like this, and she is not a mortal...... Woo woo why did I dream of a porcelain doll, I didn't dream it, oh no, I haven't dreamed for so many years...... It's not fair, this beautiful woman...... But it's not unfair, after all, porcelain dolls are so beautiful......]

It's the same as being fine, complaining for a while and crying for a while, it's really annoying.

Yuan Yan's painting skills are good and fast, and he has already painted in less than a stick of incense.

Mu Li took it and took a look, and it was really expressive, and she painted her very really.

Then I saw Yuan Yan looking at her with big bright eyes, as if he was waiting for something.

Mu Li suddenly gave him a thumbs up, and said, "It's amazing." ”

Yuan Yan smiled: "If my sister likes it, how about I paint one for you every day in the future?" ”

Mu Li raised her eyebrows: "Like this girl, draw a room for me?" ”

Yuan Yan smiled: "If my sister likes it, I will immediately ask people to clean up a room to draw my sister's paintings." ”

Hearing this, Mu Li's little dissatisfaction just now immediately disappeared, how could there be a well-behaved and cute child, it was so cute, I couldn't wait for people to hug it up and kiss it fiercely.

However, she is not a person who exploits child labor, and Yuan Yan's body is so delicate that she is reluctant to let him work hard.

Touching his head and holding the painting in her hand, she smiled: "No need, I just need this one." ”

Yuan Yan smiled without saying a word, looking at her eyes with dazzling brilliance, and her delicate facial features became softer and softer. I want to talk with more like-minded people about "The Peasant Girl is in Charge: Good Farming with Space", WeChat pays attention to "Excellent Reading Literature", chats about life, and finds confidants~