Chapter Eighty-Seven: Whose Face?

Su Zhanhong's face became obscure, and he laughed dryly and said: "This little young master of our family is not someone who can give face, and besides, I don't dare to tire him, otherwise the old man in the family will scold!" ”

The refusal was very obvious, but the person was like a bar. stepped forward with a smile, and said in a tone that seemed to be very intimate with everyone: "No matter how arrogant and willful the little young master is, won't he also give our Miss Su face?" After speaking, she took three steps and ran to Zhan Shaoang's side in two steps, pulled him and shouted, "Good boy, we are praising you over there." Today is a good day for your sister, why don't you give her a face and draw a picture for everyone. ”

After speaking, he was like an expert, and patted Zhan Shaoang's shoulder: "It doesn't have to be too complicated, just draw a Q picture of us all sitting together and chatting!" It seemed that this matter was very simple, and it didn't mean to embarrass anyone.

Su Zhanhong knew that his cousin was in the Zhan family, and he was like Jia Baoyu. I don't dare to let him be an entertainer who has fun and relieves boredom and warms up, and he won't be eaten alive by his mother when he turns around. But after all, she is the host of this drinking party, and it is not good to refuse. can only show a loving expression and look at Zhan Shaoang, and he has scolded the good deeds thousands of times in his heart?

Zhan Shaoang walked through everyone and glanced at Yao Yiyue in the corner. Looking at her clear eyes looking at herself, she couldn't help but show a warm smile. He saw that the woman beside the girl had a beautiful face, and the woman who was somewhat similar to her was frowning her brows, and she didn't know what to say to her again, Yao Yiyue bit her lip and showed a reluctant expression.

"Yes!" Zhan Shaoang nodded, he actually didn't want Yao Yiyue to leave. Although the two of them made an appointment so that people could not see that they knew each other, there were still other opportunities to make him a little closer to the interesting little girl in front of him.

"The great painter said he would!" The good deeds smiled triumphantly at everyone, and did not forget to continue to praise Su Zhanhong: "I'll just say that your sister and brother have a deep relationship, and he will definitely give you a big surprise." As I expected! ”

Since he has obtained Zhan Shaoang's consent, he is not afraid that he will regret it afterwards. Su Zhanhong really wants to see what kind of picture this cousin can draw for himself, with this magic weapon, if his mother has anything to train herself in the future, she can also use her cousin as a shield. After all, Zhan Shaoang never paints people, doesn't such an exception mean that the relationship between their sister and brother is very good?

Everyone is a person who has seen a lot of the world, and no one will deliberately concave and pose in a contrived posture to show the lower limit. At most, it's like just now, being elegant and decent, trying to make his demeanor more beautiful, but in Yao Yiyue's opinion, it's still quite speechless.

Zhan Shaoang recorded a video with his mobile phone, then walked up to Su Zhanhong and said: "If you want to produce a picture quickly, you have to have an assistant." You find me someone who can help! ”

Su Zhanhong said suspiciously: "Do you need an assistant to paint?" ”

However, looking at his cousin's arrogant appearance, Su Zhanhong felt a little self-denial. Yao Linyi hurriedly pushed out her daughter and said with a smile: "That's right, my husband is a painter, it's better to let my daughter go over to help you with chores." ”

Everyone looked at Yao Yiyue, and when they saw that she was the same age as Zhan Shaoang, they all nodded and said, "This is good, not bad, not bad." ”

Su Zhanhong asked his cousin with his eyes, but found that Zhan Shaoang not only did not reject it, but had an eager expression. I don't know if it's my own delusion, how do I feel a little ambiguous between these two children.

Su Zhanhong shook his head and secretly scolded himself for thinking too much. With a wave of his hand, his assistant led the two children out to find a quiet place to paint.

About forty minutes later, Yao Yiyue walked towards Su Zhanhong with a piece of drawing paper in her hand.........