He painter painted very fast, she asked people to pose according to what she said, and the pen was like the wind, basically less than ten minutes to complete a pair.

Each one is painted vividly, and it's like a photo color ps! Let these children be amazed.

Mo Zigui was very idle this time, following up the whole process, and when each pre-selected disciple sat there, he would enthusiastically help adjust his posture.

Jun Scarlet also helped the female disciples adjust their postures in order to achieve the most perfect angle.

Everyone still admires these two people very much, and naturally obeys their fiddling.

Let the arm be stretched out, let the pose be posed.

Only when it was Princess Mu Qingyuan's turn, Mo Zigui probably felt that he was her fiancé, and Jun Scarlet was not right with the princess, so he stepped forward and adjusted Mu Qingyuan's posture.

But this time, Mu Qingyuan didn't know what to smoke, so he actually rejected him, and said coldly: "There is a difference between men and women, and the lord of the castle is not the master of the castle." ”

Mo Zigui was probably rejected by her for the first time, his face was not very good, and the young master's temper also came up, and he said: "Whatever you want!" And walked away.

Mu Qingyuan's little face was a little pale, she was a little distracted, and her posture was a little stiff, which made Na He painter dissatisfied, and said a few words to her.

Others watched the jokes on the side, and some people stabbed her angrily: "So this is the princess, why can't anything?" ”

"Haha, people use maids to dress in the palace, so it's normal to be fine."

"It's a bit of a waste."

“……”

Although the voices of those people were not loud, they were still heard by Mu Qingyuan.

Her pretty face turned pale and she wanted to have a seizure, but at this moment, when she really had a seizure, she was only seen as a joke, and then she was even more embarrassed.

She bit her lip and glanced at the few people who gossiped about her, and recognized that they were the ones who had been the most stammering with her, and that they were more attentive than her maids before and after the saddle......

She lowered her eyes and clenched her fingers.

For the first time in my life, I realized the ugliness of certain human natures.

The painter was a little impatient, she had precious time, and she didn't want to waste it on one person, so she directly said that if you still can't put it well, then get up first and let someone else come.

Mu Qingyuan was even more embarrassed, his pretty face turned red, and he stood up angrily: "Forget it, I don't want to paint!" ”

Turn around and leave.

Mozi was stunned for a moment, and grabbed her without thinking: "What kind of princess temper are you playing?" If you can't do well, you have to accept other people's opinions with an open mind, do you think this is still in the palace, and you have to lose your temper indiscriminately? ”

Mu Qingyuan's eyes turned red directly, and he desperately shook him off, shouting angrily: "What's wrong with my princess's temper?" Do you care?! Get out of here! ”

Kick on Mo Zigui's instep!

Mo Zigui obviously didn't expect her to spill, so he let go of his hand in pain, and said angrily: "What are you crazy about?!" ”

But Mu Qingyuan had already cried out and rushed out.

Mo Zigui frowned tightly, subconsciously chased two steps, and seemed to think of something, looking at Jun Crimson.

Jun raised his eyebrows crimson, see what I do?

"Why don't you chase it yet?!"

Mo Zigui snorted: "I'm not used to her stinky young lady's temper!" Let her go! ”

Jun Crimson: "......"

This Mo Shaobao Lord is really single with his strength!

Admire!

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