Feng Tianche's letter said that this portrait was painted by Su Man, and Susan also said that Su Man missed himself, and the corners of Ye Tianhan's mouth inexplicably raised a trace of arc.

The night demons on the side were stunned, just now His Highness was still angry before the storm, but after reading the letter, the rain passed and the sky cleared, and there was a rainbow, which is also too abnormal.

Nightshade instinctively glanced at the letter, trying to see something, but Nightsan had already walked into the house with the letter.

Together with the previous gloomy mood, the cold of the night was swept away, and the smile on the corner of the mouth of the portrait deepened.

It turned out that the girl was thinking about herself.

It turned out that she had her own in her heart.

They had only known each other for more than a day, and she was able to paint her portraits so similarly, and she was in a good mood at night.

Although this portrait cannot be compared with that of a painter in Kyoto, it represents Suman's heart for himself.

But when he saw the big black mole on the corner of his mouth on the portrait, Ye Tianhan's face suddenly turned cold.

You don't have to think about it to know that it must be the "masterpiece" of that guy Feng Tianche.

Feng Tianche is really a rat shit, and one stroke spoils the beauty of the whole painting, it's really damn good.

Ye Tianhan's eyes were cold and annoyed, and he directly picked up the dagger and crossed out all the big moles, but that place became a hole.

"Damn it." Ye Tianhan cursed, looking at the hole in the corner of his avatar's mouth, it was really annoying.

The next time he sees Feng Tianche, he will definitely break his dog's paws.

In the end, Ye Tianhan took the paper next to him again, and then cut a small piece and pasted it on the hole.

It's not pretty, but it's much better than the big mole.

After Ye Tianhan did all this, he felt naïve, and when he thought of Su Man's big bright eyes, like overflowing water, Ye Tianhan didn't care anymore.

It's just that when his eyes saw the paper next to him, his face turned cold in vain.

Just now he was just looking at the portrait, but now he noticed that there were traces of wrinkles on the paper.

The folds are so bad, it's not like it's folded, it's more like it's clumped.

"Did that girl do it?" The night was cold and frowned.

No, since she painted herself, she definitely won't be in a ball, so the only thing she can do is Feng Tianche.

The night is cold, and the face is cold, so I have to write a letter.

"Your Highness, there's news over there." Steward Zhou walked in to report.

The night was cold and cold: "What's the matter?" ”

"Oh, Your Highness, the old slave has finally found you, fortunately you are at home, Your Highness saved the old slave." Outside the door, Father-in-law Su knelt on the ground with a thud, his face miserable.

Ye Tianhan looked at Gonggong Su on the ground quietly, and the cold Junyan did not fluctuate at all.

"Father-in-law Su, get up first." Steward Zhou on the side whispered.

"If His Highness doesn't save the old slave, the old slave will lose his head when he goes back, so it's better to kneel and die here here with His Highness." Father-in-law Su called a miserable seller.

Steward Zhou didn't say much, stood aside, and quietly watched Duke Su's performance.

This old drama spirit, every time he comes to His Royal Highness, he makes such a play, and Steward Zhou is no longer surprised.

Father-in-law Su sold miserably for a long time, and when he saw that the night was cold, he looked at him so coldly, and he didn't say anything to let him get up, nor did he get him a cup of tea, which was very embarrassing.

"That's it?" Ye Tianhan raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Huh?" Father-in-law Su didn't react.

"Father-in-law Su is this trick every time he comes, can you change it to something fresh."