Feng Qian pinched his nose unconsciously, puzzled, for Mao to look at it like this, can it make people have nosebleeds?

Grandma drops, as a man, why do you look so good?

Isn't this a desire to go out and hook up!

Time passed in Feng Qian's cranky thoughts and Jun Moying's wanton ink, minute by minute.

After a long time, Jun Moying finished the last brush, and seemed to smile quite satisfied, before raising his head and saying, "Okay." ”

Feng Qian was a little nervous when he laughed.

For some reason, she always felt that his smile was not because he thought he was good at drawing, but because he was laughing at her—she didn't know what he was laughing at.

Trotting over in three or two steps, Feng Qian looked expectantly at what he called "birds and beasts".

The moment his eyes fell, the smile on the corner of Feng Qian's mouth froze.

"......" Do you want to take revenge so much?

"What, aren't you satisfied?" The man's smiling voice sounded close to the root of his ear, and Feng Qian came back to his senses, when did this man get so close to her?

"Satisfied, of course satisfied!" Feng Qian gritted his teeth, his smile was comparable to a blooming peony, but it inexplicably made people feel a cool breeze of gloom and compassion.

"Your Majesty, your painting skills are so superb, and you have painted your concubines as bright and beautiful as flowers, how can you not be satisfied?"

Yes, the person in Jun Moying's painting is indeed her.

The eyebrows are like green daisy, the eyes are like distant mountains, smart and beautiful.

The red and gorgeous flowers are in full bloom all around, and a beautiful woman stands in the center and flies in white, coming out of the dust like a fairy of the nine heavens, which is beautiful.

It can be said that this man's painting skills can be called expressive, showing all the small places on her body.

Feng Qian was quite satisfied with this - of course, definitely not the inexplicable extra thing behind her ass!

What the hell is that?

With such a long and thick tail, cats are not like cats, foxes are not like foxes, what kind of mess is it!!

"Oh, is it? Why do I feel that Concubine Ai seems to be a little angry? Jun Moying deliberately learned the tone of her speech, and the corners of her mouth were wickedly hooked.

Feng Qian was about to go crazy, and glared at him with an angry face: "Jun Moying, why are you so stingy!" ”

"Where's the stinginess?" Jun Moying raised his eyebrows, "I painted the shallow so beautiful, so beautiful, why are the shallow still not happy?" He reached out and tapped her chin with his fingertips, chuckling and teasing, "What a difficult little thing." ”

it!

"So beautiful, so beautiful", is it really appropriate to describe her with a tail?

And this man just said that he wanted to draw birds and beasts, and now she has drawn one, what's the matter? Could it be that in his eyes, she is just a bird and a beast?!

Feng Qian slapped his hand away, the hair all over his body exploded, and roared: "Jun Moying, you bastard!" ”

Jun Moying laughed, not angry at all for her disrespectful words, but leaned closer to her body, bent down slightly, and said in her ear: "Little thing, it's not good at all." You didn't get angry when you painted me as a pig, and now you're just an extra tail, what's there to be angry about? ”

Feng Qian burst into tears, this girl can be the same!

The man's words continued: "Look, this cat-like naïve and lazy, this fox-like cunning and charming, how similar is it to shallow?" ”

Is ...... really a combination of a cat and a fox?

But--like、You、Sister!