Husband is bad: evil president is not easy to mess with

Mu Ruofei thought about it carefully, she seemed to have never understood what Yan Junyan was thinking.

Yan Junyan's personality is inherently unpredictable, making it unpredictable——

A second ago, it was like killing your father and enemy, tortured you to death.

In the next second, I treat you like a treasure again, holding you in my palm, for fear of melting...

Over the past few days, Mu Ruofei has long been used to Yan Junyan's temper——

At this time, the best way is to follow Yan Junyan.

Otherwise, there will definitely be a storm in the future.

After taking a deep breath, Mu Ruofei held the brush and drew a villain next to Yan Junyan.

Yan Junyan was very satisfied with Mu Ruofei's obedience.

Seeing the finished product, Jun's face immediately darkened, and his eyes were cold.

One is leaning against the plum tree, while the other is so far away that he almost jumped out of the paper.

Yan Junyan's pupils sharpened sharply, and he ordered, "Redraw!"

"..."

Mu Ruofei didn't understand at all what he was angry about, so she picked up a pen and drew another person on the paper.

This time, it was drawn on another corner of the paper.

Yan Junyan's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot——

"Are you perfunctory my young master?" Yan Junyan glared at her viciously, with the tension before the storm in his voice.

"Why should I be perfunctory to you?" Mu Ruofei was extremely bewildered.

She is not a fool, how could she be perfunctory in front of so many guests and make Yan Junyan unhappy?

Moreover, Yan Junyan did everything he said!

He asked her to add people to the painting, and she did.

He was dissatisfied and made a request, which she also complied with.

They have cooperated like this, and they are said to be perfunctory. What is this scumbag thinking?

The clay figurine has a three-point earthiness!

What's more, she is a real person with her own thoughts, no matter how patient she is, and she doesn't want to lose face in front of the guests, there is a limit!

Mu Ruofei stared back, secretly deciding——

If Yan Junyan continues to make trouble for no reason, she will not be polite!

"Why are people drawn here?"

"There is a space here, if you don't draw here, where should you draw?"

"..."

"Besides, you didn't specify where to draw."

"...Then draw it again, here." Yan Junyan designated a location.

"..."

Mu Ruofei was speechless.

What Yan Junyan was referring to was the position in the middle——

That is, the arms of the characters in the Q version.

Not to mention that the location there is small, there is no room for one person.

Moreover, the angles and poses of the people in the painting have already been fixed, and it is impossible to add another person.

Even if it is added reluctantly, it will be ugly and unnatural.

Yan Junyan made this request, which is simply difficult for others...

"Why don't you speak?"

"Sorry, I can't draw."

"What do you mean?" Yan Junyan's face became darker and ugly when he heard it, and his whole body exuded a coldness.

"First, the space is too small. The paper is already small, but two people were added to it just now, so it is even smaller." Mu Ruofei analyzed it to Yan Junyan from a professional perspective, "Second, it turned out that it was just I want to draw a person, but now I have to force a person on it, it's ugly..."

Although now, it is quite ugly——

Yan Junyan in the painting has a "guardian" standing on the left and right...

Yan Junyan frowned.

The butler immediately sent a piece of white paper about ten inches square.