Although he was still talking to Shang Sang, he didn't know where to fly for a long time.

Mo Furong was in a state of mind when she left, and a pair of sharp eyes glared at the green ring.

The green ring lowered its head, and it had already guessed eight points in his heart.

In the evening, the man came again, this time not for the green ring, but for a bucket of pebbles.

In the middle of the night, a scream streaked across the night sky, as if to tear a big hole in the silent night.

He was not in good shape, and he didn't dare to find stubble, so he scolded and left.

"Madame is happy?" Zhiyi followed behind her, and saw her brisk steps and fluttering clothes, and walked out of a bit of the momentum of a dignitary.

It's not fun to deal with a scumbag, so what else can make her feel happy?

Her smile became thicker and thicker, and she even danced happily with small steps.

Before she could be complacent, she stepped on the hem of her skirt and was about to fall down if her center of gravity was unstable.

A figure stretched out her hand to stop her, and she smelled the familiar cypress fragrance.

"Madame, good Yaxing."

Good, elegant, exciting?

She's doing justice, not a low-level thing.

After straightening her clothes, she said, "It's okay." ”

She obviously didn't understand that Rong Jinghao's Hao Yaxing was referring to what she had made a big fuss in his house a few days ago.

"Madame's painting style is strange, but the more I look at it, the happier I become, I don't know if Madame can and can appreciate her face and paint with me." Rong Jing smiled clearly, but it made Shang Sang shudder.

She shook her head, "No! ”

I didn't expect her to refuse so simply.

Rong Jing condensed his breath, if it wasn't for the presence of others, he would have taken her away directly.

I'm a young master, don't be impulsive!

Zi Ning saw the momentum of his young master, and stretched out his hand behind him to calm down, suggesting that he should be calm.

I didn't know that I looked like an old eunuch in the palace.

Rong Jing Hao He had been rude, although he wanted to ...... at the moment

Forget it, this thought only flashed in his mind, and he hadn't forgotten that Shang Sang was his brother-in-law.

"Don't want to? I see that my younger siblings love a lot, why not discuss with me a thing or two, maybe you can make your calligraphy and painting attainments to a higher level. "Rong Jinghao has never been so domineering.

Shang Sang was as frightened as a deer at the moment, hiding behind Zhiyi with a look of fear.

If it weren't for the fact that she was looking at her, Rong Jing Hao would have almost been deceived by her.

"It's late at night, I'm going back to rest." The way back was blocked by him, and Shang Sang had no choice but to turn back and walk towards another one.

Rong Jing Hao has been waiting for the rabbit for a long time, how can he easily let her go.

"There are still a lot of scrolls in my yard that are empty, and I'm looking forward to my brother and sister's masterpieces." Rong Jinghao's attitude is very clear.

Shang Sang couldn't move, and blew the hair hanging down his forehead angrily, looking impatient.

"Since you are looking forward to it so much, how can I not be satisfied, go!" She has a lot of spirit, and she has a sassy look to fight with her for 300 rounds.

Rong Jinghao's eyes flashed slightly, and he suddenly felt a little funny.

She walked towards Xiheyuan and walked out of the steps that her six relatives did not recognize.

She is the housewife of the Rong family, no matter where she goes, she wants to walk sideways, but no one dares to let her walk vertically.

She had to suppress Rong Jinghao in her momentum first, so as not to enter the yard, and he suddenly turned on the lamp to release the dog, giving her a fat beating.

The trail meandered, and when he entered the house, Shang Sang stretched out his arms, shook his water sleeves, looked at Rong Jinghao and said, "Pen and ink are waiting." ”

Zining was clever and hurriedly stepped forward, "Just come here." ”

Shang Sang was not happy, and glanced at Rong Jinghao, complaining that he was not eye-catching enough.

Zhiyi on the side glanced at Rong Jinghao, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

I couldn't help but secretly say in my heart: You should be honest, don't waste anymore......

"Doesn't Uncle want to see my Danqing pen and ink?" Shang Sang is carrying a wolf pen, and there is a lot of momentum that if you don't grind, I won't write.

Dare to love herself as her fan.

Rong Jing's eyebrows twitched, and Mu Ran stepped forward to grind for her.

"I'm looking forward to my siblings' work."

Shang Sang didn't even look at him, he drew a turtle on the rice paper with a smile, straightened his back, and looked proud, "What do you think?" ”

It's just a soft turtle, what else?

Rong Jing's eyebrows were almost knotted. "Good ......"

"Su Ri asked you to read more books, but you didn't listen, now you read my masterpiece, and I can't grasp a few adjectives to describe the surging mood in my heart, how can you be good." Shang Sang looked angry.

I know she's not in the right state.

Looks like a little too drunk......

Drink, high, ......

Her wife seemed to be greedy for a few glasses of her daughter's red ...... half an hour ago

Zhiyi has one head and two big, and hurriedly stepped forward to support her wife.

"You just said that you are tired, the slave maid should send you back first."

Rong Jinghao looked at Zhiyi, and then at Shang Sang, and probably understood something.

"I don't know what about drawing a crab next to a turtle." After that, he walked the dragon with his pen, and a crab landed on the rice paper.

A half-dead turtle and a crab with teeth and claws are immediately clear.

Shang Sang was stunned, feeling a little faceless.

She patted Rong Jinghao's back magnificently, and said heroically, "The child can be taught...... The children can be taught, and they ......"

Zhiyi, "......"

Zi Ning, "Phew! What a shame. ”

"Compared to my younger siblings, my drawing skills are really clumsy." He looked humble.

If it weren't for the paintings of the two of them, Zhiyi and Zining would have believed it.

His 'humble' attitude made Shang Sang very satisfied.

"You don't have to be discouraged, sharpen your ...... more"

Rong Jing nodded cooperatively.

At the end, she laughed again, "No matter how hard you grind, you can't catch up with me......"

There was a sudden silence in the room.

Somehow, Zhiyi's cheeks turned red and he felt a little ashamed.

She stepped forward again and pulled La Shangsang, "Madam, let's show it again another day, it's already late at night, and it's inconvenient...... What an inconvenience......"

"Inconvenience?" Shang Sang shook his head, "I don't need to pee. ”

The air suddenly froze.

Zhiyi can't wait to find a hole in the ground to get into.

Shang Sang seemed to be fine, and pulled Rong Jing Hao.

The body was crooked, and he was very close to Rong Jinghao.

Rong Jinghao only smelled the faint aroma of wine from her breath at this moment.

"Come, I'll teach you how to draw a snake again." Shang Sang's eyes were blurred, but he had a different style.

Rong Jing was stunned for a moment.

She asked domineeringly, "Looking forward to it?" ”

There is indeed some anticipation......

Rong Jing smacked in his heart.

I can't cover my face with hatred, and it disappears like air.

He was very confident in Shang Sang's painting skills, and knew that she would be able to draw a snake into a small worm.

She didn't disappoint Rong Jinghao, and drew a stunted worm crookedly.

When Rong Jinghao was brewing words of praise in his heart, Shang Sang suddenly laughed, "It's still uncle's luck, and I don't appreciate ordinary people at all." ”

It's good that you don't appreciate your face, otherwise you'll be embarrassed.

"Young Master Jing, you have also seen that Madame is a little drunk, if she continues to mess around, she will make a joke." Zhiyi reminded him head-on.