The ink on the painting dried up, Shi Niang rolled up the painting with her hands, and joked to Cha Lingxuan, "This painting of Zha Gongzi is going to be given to me for free!" ”

"It's fine, it's not stamped with my red seal, no one else will know that I drew it!" Cha Lingxuan shrugged his shoulders indifferently. Please search () to see the most complete! One of his paintings that has been updated the fastest is worth a thousand dollars!

After Shi Niang put away the portrait, Hongchen immediately grabbed Shi Niang's hand, "Girl, you owe Lao Ni a condition!" Now that the old nun wants you to return to Shadow, you must do it. ”

"Dead old woman, you are really enough, can you give Shi Niang some time to think about it herself?" Wu Jue stretched out his hand and patted the red dust roll and grabbed Shi Niang's hand.

Hongchen immediately quarreled with Wu Jue again, "You fat bald donkey, this is my matter with the girl, and you have to take care of it?" ”

"Shi Niang is the apprentice of Master Ben, why can't Master Ben take care of it?" Wu Jue scolded Hongchen again, and waved the hand behind his back twice at Shi Niang.

Shi Niang understood that the master was helping her out of the siege, so that she could go back to the room and calm down by herself.

picked up the handsome man who was still lying on the table, took the portrait, and Shi Niang quietly withdrew from Zha Lingxuan's room.

Cha Lingxuan stared at the figure of Shi Niang leaving, took two deep breaths helplessly, walked to the middle of Wu Jue and Hongchen Rolling, and asked, "Two elders, can you go out and quarrel?" ”

Hongchen Rolling was the first to scold Zha Lingxuan, "You kid, it's so cold outside, it's much colder on the mountain than at the foot of the mountain, you actually let the two old people go outside the house to quarrel?" ”

Cha Lingxuan immediately explained what he meant, "The master is too misunderstood, the junior is just tired and wants to..."

"Are you tired? Master Ben is tired too! "After arguing with the dead old woman for a night, the martial spirits have been damaged a lot!

In the end, it evolved into Zha Lingxuan being scolded by the two elders, he didn't speak, he didn't speak, in short... He inexplicably became the target of attack.

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Shi Niang, who returned to her room, put Shuai Shuai on the bed with her arms, and ordered Shuai Shuai to cover the quilt and sleep.

Shuai Shuai obediently got into the quilt and closed his eyes under the threatening sight of his mother.

Seeing that her son was lying down, Shi Niang sat on the edge of the bed and reopened the rolled drawing paper.

The man in the painting, she thinks it's very familiar, maybe it's because of the handsome relationship.

"Mother, he's the baby's father, right?" Shuai Shuai didn't sleep at all, he peeked behind Shi Niang for a long time, and he asked out loud with poor patience.

Shi Niang turned her head and glanced at her son, "Is it your father, who still needs a blood test, maybe not?" ”

"But the baby looks like him and like his mother!" Shuai Shuai also stared at the man in the painting, to be honest, if he was his father, Shuai Shuai would still be quite satisfied.

With such cold eyes, Shuai Shuai feels great!

"Sleep your sleep! What do children know? Shi Niang put away the drawing paper, regardless of the man on the painting.

"The mother holds the baby to sleep, and the baby can sleep!" Du Shuaishuai began to be coquettish.

What Shi Niang can't bear the most is her son's cute and stupid appearance. took off his coat and got into the handsome and warm bed.

"Mother, in fact, the baby has been asked too many questions about his father by Uncle Cha, and he really wants a father!" Inexplicably, Shuai Shuai once again pulled Zha Lingxuan into the water!

Shi Niang patted Shuai Shuai's head and asked, "Why do you always bully Uncle Cha?" ”

"Baby no!" Shuai Shuai didn't admit it, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

Shi Niang helplessly touched her handsome and round little face, suddenly noticed the movement around her, and bounced up from the quilt suddenly!

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