"Oh, let's see, the slave family can learn painting with our boss and learn this kind of realm...... If you want to come to my house, the stupid and naïve boss must have passed on her painting skills to many people......"

As he spoke, he also deliberately accentuated the word "personal biography".

Sure enough, when Bei Xiuli heard this, her face couldn't help but tremble.

Seeing this scene, Feng Lan smiled even more in his heart, and couldn't help but continue to add fuel and vinegar.

"But the slave family heard that every time our Boss Feng teaches an apprentice, he will save the best painting in the apprentice's hand and carefully frame and hide it......"

“…… Is this true? ”

Hearing his words, Bei Xiuli's eyes couldn't help but light up.

According to what he said, assuming that Ouyang Lian was really that Feng Han's "personal apprentice", then she would definitely leave a painting of him.

She knows her brother's painting skills.

Just look at it and she'll recognize it!

In addition, as early as a long time ago, she had vaguely heard that when Brother Lian was young and frivolous, he had lingered in the world's No. 1 Fengyue Land......

Thinking of this, Bei Xiuli's heart instantly tightened, and her hands couldn't help but clench a little.

Then she really has to take a look at what the legendary Feng Han looks like, which can make men all over the world fall for it!

“…… This mulloid girl, since you have said so, this girl thinks that it is necessary to go to your boss Feng to confirm. ”

Bei Xiuli blurted out, and felt that something was wrong, paused, and couldn't help adding, "After all, copying famous paintings is a very damaging thing." This girl doesn't want that Ouyang Horse to be wronged like this because of my few remarks! ”

"That's ......"

When Feng Lan heard this, he only muttered, but did not immediately agree.

Instead, in a gaze, he raised his bright smile that captivated the country and the city, turned around leisurely, leaned over and lowered his head, and stared at Xiang Xing, who was eating melons and watching a play.

"Sister Xing'er, do you still want to continue shopping?"

He raised his hand and rubbed the little guy's fluffy little head, while laughing softly, "If you still want to go shopping, let's not take this sister back, and continue to eat delicious food~"

"You! ……”

Listening to his words that didn't take himself seriously at all, Bei Xiuli almost didn't give her mouth crooked.

is just a dust girl, and she feels so snub to her, the princess of Beihu!

And、Moreover, in front of a little girl who is about the same age as herself,Call her "sister"!

What woman can stand such an insult!

“…… Yes. ”

In this compartment, Feng Lan was caught off guard by this question, but Xiang Xing didn't react too much, and only responded blankly.

And looking at the man's pointed eyes, and the princess of Beixiuli, who was about to turn into a fire-breathing dragon behind him, the little guy tilted his head and couldn't help but think about it.

Not.

Red scarf...... No, the bad boy's intuition told her that Feng Lan was doing something bad and making a trick on Bei Xiuli.

- Then she must cooperate with him!

After thinking about it, the little guy nodded firmly, and immediately took out the acting skills she learned from the previous little golden actresses and actresses - with a tired face.

"Well, Sister Hua Ling, Xing'er's legs hurt so much from shopping, and Xing'er also wants to go back to drink the tea made by Sister Fenghan."

Xiang Xing wailed softly while secretly watching the change in Nabei's beautiful expression.

With a turn of soft eyes, I couldn't help but learn from Feng Lan and add bricks and tiles, "Sister Hua Ling, you know, once Xing'er is tired, only Sister Feng Han's carefully prepared 'Nian Lian Tea' can relieve the tired ......"