The first counterattack plane: Don't guess the mind of the prince 27

The red maple in late autumn was red like blood, Qin Qing stood in the octagonal pavilion in front of the court in a dark robe, brushing his sleeves lightly, and the flowing brushwork made Mo Xiaomo feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity......

Qin Qing looked at the girl who was sitting silently under the hibiscus tree, the crimson standing skirt, and there was no sense of disobedience under the fiery hibiscus.

The corners of Qin Qing's mouth hooked slightly, and he lowered his head and added a few more strokes, and then put down his pen with satisfaction. Lightly opened his thin lips and said, "Erya, come here." ”

Hearing Qin Qing shouting himself, Mo Xiaomo shook his head, what was this familiar feeling about, and casually sandwiched the red maple in the notebook and got up and patted his skirt and trotted to the pavilion.

Qin Qing raised his hand to remove the hibiscus petals that fell on the top of Mo Xiaomo's hair, and the white jade-like fingers tapped the painting made on the table, painting a fiery red hibiscus blooming like a flower, the girl in a scarlet dress gently twisted the red maple leaning against the hibiscus tree and drooping her head to know what she was thinking, the hibiscus flowers swayed in the wind, and the red maple flew into the picture, there was an indescribable beauty.

Mo Xiaomo's cat's eyes turned into cross-eyed, and after his head turned around in the peak, he finally found that the woman sitting under the hibiscus tree was actually herself, her grinning teeth were blind, and she pointed to herself in the painting and said, "I didn't expect this girl to paint like this, not bad, not bad." ”

Qin Qing shook his head helplessly, and hung the painting aside to dry, "You, come to this king's side." Qin Qing raised his hand and laid down a piece of rice paper on the stone bench, and looked at Mo Xiaomo with a smile in his phoenix eyes, "Erya, you can also paint one, and this king will take a look." ”

Mo Xiaomo was still admiring Qin Qing's paintings there, thinking that the ancients were so versatile? I can only write calligraphy, and I really can't play painting, so how can I draw with such a thick pen?

As soon as she finished sighing here, she heard Qin Qing ask her to paint, Mo Xiaomo stared at Qin Qing who was looking at him with a smile with weak little eyes, and said, "Lord Wang, you didn't joke with Xiao, right?" ”

"This king never speaks."

Mo Xiaomo black line, said, "The little one has never learned any painting skills, and the little one is really afraid of staining the eyes of the prince." ”

Qin Qing looked at Mo Xiaomo's dark little face, and his heart was even more comfortable, "This king doesn't dislike it, you can paint it." ”

If you don't dislike it, I don't like it! Mo Xiaomo complained in his heart, but he still raised his head and said, "Then what do you want to draw small?" ”

Qin Qing stared at Mo Xiaomo's flickering eyes for a full three seconds, and then sat casually in front of the court, saying, "Just think what you want." ”

Mo Xiaomo took the brush, nodded as if he didn't understand, and after scanning the entire Qingyuan, he stayed on Qin Qing, as if he had found a painting target, his eyes were shining, and he threw off his sleeves and put down the pen.

Qin Qing looked at the girl who was very engaged in painting, and the corners of her mouth hooked slightly, and she was silent.

Within a moment, I saw Mo Xiaomo put down his pen and shouted that it was finished, "Lord, Lord, it's done, come and see, this is my favorite!" Qin Qing thought, why is it so fast? Or raise your legs and step forward.

When his eyes touched what Mo Xiaomo had done, the one with a black face was called a fascination. directly dropped a sentence, "Erya, today, you don't want to eat." He turned and walked out of the pavilion......

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Before Mo Xiaomo's excitement in the pavilion passed, he heard that he couldn't eat, and he grabbed his painting and bit his small handkerchief and said with tears in his eyes, "Why!" ”

In response to her was the dull closing of the door of a certain prince......