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Zhang Xi felt that the eldest brother Zhang Xin had not been quite right recently, and he would always wander from time to time.

"What do you think?" Zhang Xi put down the paint pen in his hand and reached out to poke his eldest brother's arm.

Zhang Xin came back to his senses, "Ah Yan, do you want to go to the gold market to play?" ”

"I don't want to go." Zhang Xi refused very simply, she was afraid of the cold, now it was freezing outside, and the snow had been covering for more than a month, except for staying in the warm pavilion, she didn't want to go anywhere.

"You're really hibernating." Zhang Xin touched the bag on her head, with a somewhat doting smile on her face, and looked down at the goldfish on the silk paper, which was painted vividly, not at all like a four-year-old child's graffiti.

These days, he has seen his little sister's calligraphy and painting with his own eyes.

I very much agree with A-Niang's words, and the little sister has a high talent in calligraphy and painting.

Ordinary people, etc., really can't be the master of the little sister.

Du Zisui, who is often talked about by the little sister, may be barely able to.

Zhang Xin slowly searched in his mind for some famous calligraphers and painters in the world to see if there were one or two people who were suitable to be Xiaomei's master.

Chapter 239 is not what I said

Zhang Xi felt that the eldest brother Zhang Xin had not been quite right recently, and he would always wander from time to time.

"What do you think?" Zhang Xi put down the paint pen in his hand and reached out to poke his eldest brother's arm.

Zhang Xin came back to his senses, "Ah Yan, do you want to go to the gold market to play?" ”

"I don't want to go." Zhang Xi refused very simply, she was afraid of the cold, now it was freezing outside, and the snow had been covering for more than a month, except for staying in the warm pavilion, she didn't want to go anywhere.

"You're really hibernating." Zhang Xin touched the bag on her head, with a somewhat doting smile on her face, and looked down at the goldfish on the silk paper, which was painted vividly, not at all like a four-year-old child's graffiti.

These days, he has seen his little sister's calligraphy and painting with his own eyes.

I very much agree with A-Niang's words, and the little sister has a high talent in calligraphy and painting.

Ordinary people, etc., really can't be the master of the little sister.

Du Zisui, who is often talked about by the little sister, may be barely able to.

Zhang Xin slowly searched in his mind for some famous calligraphers and painters in the world to see if there were one or two people who were suitable to be Xiaomei's master.

Chapter 239 is not what I said

Zhang Xi felt that the eldest brother Zhang Xin had not been quite right recently, and he would always wander from time to time.

"What do you think?" Zhang Xi put down the paint pen in his hand and reached out to poke his eldest brother's arm.

Zhang Xin came back to his senses, "Ah Yan, do you want to go to the gold market to play?" ”

"I don't want to go." Zhang Xi refused very simply, she was afraid of the cold, now it was freezing outside, and the snow had been covering for more than a month, except for staying in the warm pavilion, she didn't want to go anywhere.

"You're really hibernating." Zhang Xin touched the bag on her head, with a somewhat doting smile on her face, and looked down at the goldfish on the silk paper, which was painted vividly, not at all like a four-year-old child's graffiti.

These days, he has seen his little sister's calligraphy and painting with his own eyes.

I very much agree with A-Niang's words, and the little sister has a high talent in calligraphy and painting.

Ordinary people, etc., really can't be the master of the little sister.

Du Zisui, who is often talked about by the little sister, may be barely able to.

Zhang Xin slowly searched in his mind for some famous calligraphers and painters in the world to see if there were one or two people who were suitable to be Xiaomei's master. Chapter 239 is not what I said

Zhang Xi felt that the eldest brother Zhang Xin had not been quite right recently, and he would always wander from time to time.

"What do you think?" Zhang Xi put down the paint pen in his hand and reached out to poke his eldest brother's arm.

Zhang Xin came back to his senses, "Ah Yan, do you want to go to the gold market to play?" ”

"I don't want to go." Zhang Xi refused very simply, she was afraid of the cold, now it was freezing outside, and the snow had been covering for more than a month, except for staying in the warm pavilion, she didn't want to go anywhere.

"You're really hibernating." Zhang Xin touched the bag on her head, with a somewhat doting smile on her face, and looked down at the goldfish on the silk paper, which was painted vividly, not at all like a four-year-old child's graffiti.

These days, he has seen his little sister's calligraphy and painting with his own eyes.

I very much agree with A-Niang's words, and the little sister has a high talent in calligraphy and painting.

Ordinary people, etc., really can't be the master of the little sister.

Du Zisui, who is often talked about by the little sister, may be barely able to.

Zhang Xin slowly searched in his mind for some famous calligraphers and painters in the world to see if there were one or two people who were suitable to be Xiaomei's master. Chapter 239 is not what I said

Zhang Xi felt that the eldest brother Zhang Xin had not been quite right recently, and he would always wander from time to time.

"What do you think?" Zhang Xi put down the paint pen in his hand and reached out to poke his eldest brother's arm.

Zhang Xin came back to his senses, "Ah Yan, do you want to go to the gold market to play?" ”

"I don't want to go." Zhang Xi refused very simply, she was afraid of the cold, now it was freezing outside, and the snow had been covering for more than a month, except for staying in the warm pavilion, she didn't want to go anywhere.

"You're really hibernating." Zhang Xin touched the bag on her head, with a somewhat doting smile on her face, and looked down at the goldfish on the silk paper, which was painted vividly, not at all like a four-year-old child's graffiti.

These days, he has seen his little sister's calligraphy and painting with his own eyes.

I very much agree with A-Niang's words, and the little sister has a high talent in calligraphy and painting.

Ordinary people, etc., really can't be the master of the little sister.

Du Zisui, who is often talked about by the little sister, may be barely able to.

Zhang Xin slowly searched in his mind for some famous calligraphers and painters in the world to see if there were one or two people who were suitable to be Xiaomei's master. Chapter 239 is not what I said

Zhang Xi felt that the eldest brother Zhang Xin had not been quite right recently, and he would always wander from time to time.

"What do you think?" Zhang Xi put down the paint pen in his hand and reached out to poke his eldest brother's arm.

Zhang Xin came back to his senses, "Ah Yan, do you want to go to the gold market to play?" ”

"I don't want to go." Zhang Xi refused very simply, she was afraid of the cold, now it was freezing outside, and the snow had been covering for more than a month, except for staying in the warm pavilion, she didn't want to go anywhere.

"You're really hibernating." Zhang Xin touched the bag on her head, with a somewhat doting smile on her face, and looked down at the goldfish on the silk paper, which was painted vividly, not at all like a four-year-old child's graffiti.

These days, he has seen his little sister's calligraphy and painting with his own eyes.

I very much agree with A-Niang's words, and the little sister has a high talent in calligraphy and painting.

Ordinary people, etc., really can't be the master of the little sister.

Du Zisui, who is often talked about by the little sister, may be barely able to.

Zhang Xin slowly searched in his mind for some famous calligraphers and painters in the world to see if there were one or two people who were suitable to be Xiaomei's master. Chapter 239 is not what I said

Zhang Xi felt that the eldest brother Zhang Xin had not been quite right recently, and he would always wander from time to time.

"What do you think?" Zhang Xi put down the paint pen in his hand and reached out to poke his eldest brother's arm.

Zhang Xin came back to his senses, "Ah Yan, do you want to go to the gold market to play?" ”

"I don't want to go." Zhang Xi refused very simply, she was afraid of the cold, now it was freezing outside, and the snow had been covering for more than a month, except for staying in the warm pavilion, she didn't want to go anywhere.

"You're really hibernating." Zhang Xin touched the bag on her head, with a somewhat doting smile on her face, and looked down at the goldfish on the silk paper, which was painted vividly, not at all like a four-year-old child's graffiti.

These days, he has seen his little sister's calligraphy and painting with his own eyes.

I very much agree with A-Niang's words, and the little sister has a high talent in calligraphy and painting.

Ordinary people, etc., really can't be the master of the little sister.

Du Zisui, who is often talked about by the little sister, may be barely able to.

Zhang Xin slowly searched in his mind for some famous calligraphers and painters in the world to see if there were one or two people who were suitable to be Xiaomei's master. Chapter 239 is not what I said

Zhang Xi felt that the eldest brother Zhang Xin had not been quite right recently, and he would always wander from time to time.

"What do you think?" Zhang Xi put down the paint pen in his hand and reached out to poke his eldest brother's arm.

Zhang Xin came back to his senses, "Ah Yan, do you want to go to the gold market to play?" ”

"I don't want to go." Zhang Xi refused very simply, she was afraid of the cold, now it was freezing outside, and the snow had been covering for more than a month, except for staying in the warm pavilion, she didn't want to go anywhere.

"You're really hibernating." Zhang Xin touched the bag on her head, with a somewhat doting smile on her face, and looked down at the goldfish on the silk paper, which was painted vividly, not at all like a four-year-old child's graffiti.

These days, he has seen his little sister's calligraphy and painting with his own eyes.

I very much agree with A-Niang's words, and the little sister has a high talent in calligraphy and painting.

Ordinary people, etc., really can't be the master of the little sister.

Du Zisui, who is often talked about by the little sister, may be barely able to.

Zhang Xin slowly searched in his mind for some famous calligraphers and painters in the world to see if there were one or two people who were suitable to be Xiaomei's master. Chapter 239 is not what I said

Zhang Xi felt that the eldest brother Zhang Xin had not been quite right recently, and he would always wander from time to time.

"What do you think?" Zhang Xi put down the paint pen in his hand and reached out to poke his eldest brother's arm.

Zhang Xin came back to his senses, "Ah Yan, do you want to go to the gold market to play?" ”

"I don't want to go." Zhang Xi refused very simply, she was afraid of the cold, now it was freezing outside, and the snow had been covering for more than a month, except for staying in the warm pavilion, she didn't want to go anywhere.

"You're really hibernating." Zhang Xin touched the bag on her head, with a somewhat doting smile on her face, and looked down at the goldfish on the silk paper, which was painted vividly, not at all like a four-year-old child's graffiti.

These days, he has seen his little sister's calligraphy and painting with his own eyes.

I very much agree with A-Niang's words, and the little sister has a high talent in calligraphy and painting.

Ordinary people, etc., really can't be the master of the little sister.

Du Zisui, who is often talked about by the little sister, may be barely able to.

Zhang Xin slowly searched in his mind for some famous calligraphers and painters in the world to see if there were one or two people who were suitable to be Xiaomei's master. Chapter 239 is not what I said

Zhang Xi felt that the eldest brother Zhang Xin had not been quite right recently, and he would always wander from time to time.

"What do you think?" Zhang Xi put down the paint pen in his hand and reached out to poke his eldest brother's arm.

Zhang Xin came back to his senses, "Ah Yan, do you want to go to the gold market to play?" ”

"I don't want to go." Zhang Xi refused very simply, she was afraid of the cold, now it was freezing outside, and the snow had been covering for more than a month, except for staying in the warm pavilion, she didn't want to go anywhere.