Gong Xiuhua obviously didn't notice the phoenix's gloomy face, or even if he did, he didn't care in his heart.

The tip of her pen is soft, soft but not endless, slow but not chaotic.

I don't see the hook, only make a light dye, the ink has not yet dried, but the initial shape has been cascading, the painting is a panorama, but the ink is a close-up view, vaguely discerning the king in the boat, the lonely boat......

After doing all this, Gong Xiuhua slowly breathed a sigh of relief, handed over the brush in his hand casually, and then stretched out the white soft wattle, gently fanning on the top of the paper, as if this could speed up the drying of Danqing.

"How is the painting in this seat?"

"How's this man? Joon's ......"

“......”

Her eyes narrowed, looking at her paintings, the more she looked at them, the more satisfied she became, the corners of her mouth were slightly curled, and the corners of her lazy eyes were also raised, like two curved crescents.

Crunch squeak –

The sound of grinding teeth seemed to come from her ears.

She turned her head and met Nan Ji's eyes that looked like murder.

Gong Xiuhua looked at her puzzled, and said suspiciously:

"Roast chicken, your jealousy is too strange, isn't it? Even if you draw this seat well, you don't have to do that......"

"What's wrong with you?"

Nan Ji Feng's eyes were half-squinted, and her face was gloomy and uncertain, staring at the person in the painting.

- In this way, everything seems to make sense.

Whether it is this ambergris or this dragon scale, it is definitely deliberately stuffed to Chu Zige by the slut in front of her, she has known this person for a long time, and even guessed that she would be looking for him at this time today, and deliberately painted to provoke herself.

For the time being, whether Chu Zige is pretending or really putting aside, she has been repeatedly, again and again, like this, what does she mean?

Show off to yourself? Deliberately don't know how to pretend to understand to tease yourself? Have fun watching yourself?

- I am indeed having fun, but I must not let others have fun.

Nan Ji took a deep breath, forced herself to calm down, and said coldly:

"Gong Xiuhua, you and I have been in Yangzhou for so many years, and the well water does not interfere with the river water, do you have to tie this beam with me?"

“......”

Gong Xiuhua's eyes widened, and she looked at her in confusion:

"Feng Xiao'er, which tendon did you take wrong?"

"What a knot, you explain it clearly to this seat."

“......”

Nan Ji's ten fingers were tightly tensed, her face was cold, and she said word by word:

"You, explain the painting."

Gong Xiuhua looked down at the man in the painting, puzzled for a moment, and then said with a smile:

"A few days ago, I saw an interesting little guy on the Cangjiang River, and I gave him a piece of dragon scales...... What's wrong? ”

“......”

Seeing that she was still pretending, Nan Ji's bright eyes changed several times, and an irrepressible anger surged up in her heart.

With a wave of his hand, a phoenix true fire rolled in the palm of his hand, and a burst of fire burned the painting clean.

Then he snorted coldly and disappeared into the sky.

Gong Xiuhua blinked, staring at the fly ash that turned into a wisp of green smoke on the table, and some of them couldn't figure it out.

But seeing that his hard work was burned like this, the clay man still had three points of anger, let alone himself?

couldn't help but feel a little angry in his heart, so he chased after her, grabbed her sleeve, and then stretched out his hand, grabbed Nan Ji's hair violently, and scolded:

"Are you sick?"

The stinging pain instantly floated from Nan Ji's scalp to her heart, her phoenix eyes narrowed suddenly, and the suppressed anger in her heart finally couldn't be suppressed completely, and she slapped her hand back.

Smack-

The crisp sound instantly resounded through the valley.

"Slut, have fun with me!"

Gong Xiuhua looked at her annoyed cheeks in disbelief, subconsciously reached out and touched her reddened hot cheeks, and then her hair instantly rose, and she said:

"Feng Xiao'er, you dare to hit me?!"

"The old lady is not finished with you-"

She grabbed Nan Ji's wrist with her backhand, and with her strength, she slapped her backhand.

Smack-

Nan Ji covered her red and swollen cheeks with one hand, looked at the fried snake angrily, and said loudly:

"The surname Gong, you still have the face to hit me!?"

"Oviparous, the skin is thick!"

“......”

While scolding in his mouth, his hand was already raised, and he grabbed her hair, and the fingertips of his fingers were raised, and he grabbed it.

Smack-

Gong Xiuhua only felt inexplicable, he was an otaku, and he was inspired, but he was just painting a picture at home to entertain himself, who knew that he was slapped twice?

Where is this?

His eyes were round, and he reached out and grabbed the phoenix hair, spit it out fiercely, and said madly:

"Roast chicken, you came to my mother's place to go crazy when you were in a bad mood, right!?"

"What do you think of the old lady? Your scum bucket? Spit out if you want to? ”

“......”

Smack-

"Gong embroidery, you don't need to make a fake gesture for me here, what kind of person are you, my mother has known since I first met you!!"

Bang Bang –

"What kind of person does your wife use, do you know? You chicken with no conscience. ”

"Five hundred years ago, your Dao heart was damaged, and you turned into a turtledove that had not cultivated, and you were eaten by the old wolf in the mountains, and it was your aunt and grandmother who stopped you in front of you, and you picked up a chicken life!"

“......”

Gong Xiuhua's voice became higher and higher, and when she raised her slender jade legs, she kicked towards her mountain violently.

Flutter –

Nan Ji raised her hand to stop it, grabbed Gong Xiuhua's ankle, and pressed her hard to the ground, Gong Xiuhua's whole person instantly sat on the ground, Dai eyebrows tufted suddenly, and tears in the corners of her eyes subconsciously overflowed.

"Slut, you don't need to go through old accounts for me here!"

"Even if you flip, it wasn't you who saved the old lady back then, it was the little guy who had Yang Linggen! Why don't you come late again? ”

“......”

Gong Xiuhua lay on her back on the ground, her hands slammed towards her big white ball...... Then he threw her to the ground, held her thighs, hugged her to his chest, and raised his head and scolded:

"Why didn't the old wolf eat you in one bite?"

"Leave you such a scourge!!"

"Four hundred years ago, when you had fun, when you killed the first woman, you still felt guilty in your heart, and you ran to the old lady to cry and make trouble, and the old lady comforted you for half a month!"

"Still going through old accounts? Mother, you can't afford to turn over your old accounts here!! ”

“......”

Nan Ji only felt that the scar in her heart was lifted naked again, her eyes were full of shame, and she pulled off the embroidered shoes and socks of the palace embroidery painting, and bit down hard at the center of her foot:

"Slut, how are you doing?"

"Walking and flooding Yangzhou, you suffer from gains and losses every day, without your wife to accompany you, you would have died of depression!"

“......”

Dust is everywhere, and at this moment, two women who are almost at the peak of the world are fighting in a way that is like a shrew at the entrance of the village.

Without the slightest fluctuation of aura, the whole screen was full of a woman's anger, in a 'yin and yang Taiji' posture, overlapping each other.

"Huh~ You belong to a dog! You still bite!? ”

"What do you care? Mouth grows on me!! ”

"You...... Whew! ”

"Cheap woman, you bite my thigh! Hmm~"

"Whew~"