"I don't believe you'll taste it." Saying that, Gu Bancheng took a spoonful of soup and put it on his mother's lips. She tasted it.

"Don't you say, it's really better than usual?" After Gu Shi tasted it, he frowned and blamed himself.

People can't be bad-eyed, this is not very fine, but more delicious than fine?

"Hehe, it seems that when my aunt made the soup for me, she had more love than usual, haha."

Shen Jiani pulled out a chair and sat opposite Gu and Gu Bancheng, talking proudly.

In her heart, she unconsciously generated what Gu had just thought, and it turned out that she still had selfish intentions.

"You can talk and know how to please my mother." Gu Bancheng glanced at the girl sitting beside him and said with a smile.

"Haha, this situation, auntie, Brother Bancheng, I want to give you a sketch." Shen Jiani smiled slightly, relieved of her words after peeking into Gu's heart, after all, she was different from them, she had measure, and she also had the mind to let go of everything.

Gu Shi said with a little curiosity: "Okay, you have studied painting for such a long time, and let us see, see!" ”

"Hehe, then let you see, see, my Shen Jiani's painting skills." Shen Jiani said with a smug face.

Immediately walked to the living room, took out the picture book in her backpack, and drew for the mother and son in front of her.

Gu Shi was curious, glanced at the time again, and put away his mind to play when he saw that her husband was about to get off work.

"It's not early, you brothers and sisters are playing, and I still have to cook?"

"Auntie, I'll draw you first, and I'll draw it quickly."

Shen Jiani remembered that she used to paint very slowly, otherwise her aunt would not have shirked and did not want to be a model.

Hehe, but I am no longer the same person I used to be, but I am the one who came over again, Shen Jiani, who studied painting at Stanford University for seven years.

Gu: "......"

In every possible helplessness, he finally sat beside Gu Bancheng with his arms twisted his thighs, and looked at Shen Jiani opposite with a light smile.

"It's done, auntie, don't you be busy, I'll draw my brother!" Shen Jiani finished painting Gu's in an instant, which was almost the time when Gu was afraid of delaying his work and secretly picked up a head of garlic.

"So soon, my Nizi, okay......." Gu got up with shock, walked to Shen Jiani's side, and looked at the words in the girl's hand.

When he saw the subtle micro-image of the painting, he stared at Shen Jiani who was still painting with big eyes.

And her son, also under Shen Jiani's pen, drank the soup smartly, and drew it between a few gasps.

"Niko, you... What a surprise to my aunt... No, it's impressive......"

"Is the painting ready?" Gu Bancheng didn't expect Shen Jiani to draw so quickly.

After all, it didn't take her half an hour to paint, and it was hard to start writing, and she couldn't help but look up at his mother in shock.

"Bancheng, Nizi not only painted well, but also painted vividly." Gu picked up the painting and looked at it in disbelief.

At this time, she seemed to have confirmed the power of genes, because this Nizi's mother once drew a sketch for their husband and wife, and it took about such a long time.

"This, it's really fake, mom express it to me!" Gu Bancheng stood up from the chair, walked to his mother's side in a few steps, and glanced at the painting along his mother's eyes.

"What did I hand you over, I haven't finished reading it yet, I want to see it myself!" Gu glanced at his son Gu Bancheng, and then withdrew his gaze to look at the painting.

Immediately, he lowered his eyes and looked at the villain proudly: "Nizi, I haven't seen you for two months, you are a master of painting." ”