Milk Tuan is four and a half years old, and his seven brothers dote on him vigorously

Chapter 33 Personal Art Exhibition
At the end of spring and the beginning of summer, the heat has begun to overflow slowly, and only at night will it be dissipated by the cool air.

The two children of the Li family are also growing fast. Li Beichen is only 16 years old and already has a height of 1.8 meters, and Mianmian also has the delicate appearance of a little girl.

The sound of cicadas outside the window shattered the last memory of spring, Mianmian struggled to raise her head from the sleepiness in the afternoon, looked at the dazzling halo outside the window, and was slightly dazed.

The warm and soft hands gently caressed her head, like willow branches caressing the surface of the lake in late summer, creating little ripples.

"Brother, don't you want to go to the company?" Mianmian was a little surprised. Before yesterday, my brother had to work in the company until the evening before coming back.

Li Beichen dragged her chin lovingly with one hand, letting her lean against him habitually.

"I'm not busy these days, I'll stay with you at home."

Mian Mian suddenly became interested, and swept away the tiredness and laziness just now: "I want to go here."

The white and tender little finger pointed to the advertisement of the art exhibition in the magazine, with anticipation in his eyes.

Li Beichen smiled lightly, held her hand: "Okay."

The young master of the Li family has long been known to the world for his obedience and obedience to his younger sister, and the changes in him this year are obvious to all.

If it is not mentioned, no one would dare to imagine that he used to be such a cold-blooded patient suffering from emotional disorders.

It was night, when Qin Yuya and Li Sihan came back, they didn't see them. Only after hearing from the housekeeper did they know that Li Beichen took Mianmian to the art exhibition.

"Honey, don't you think our baby seems to be very interested in painting?" Qin Yuya would think of the paintings she painted these days, and couldn't help admiring them.

Li Sihan couldn't deny it, when he was like Mianmian's age, his portraits were like ghosts.

"Our baby is a genius, isn't it easy to draw a picture?"

For the little baby of the Li family, Li Sihan and his wife are full of praise both inside and outside.

The outside world has also heard rumors of Mianmian's talent for painting.

"Mianmian is not young anymore. This is a good time to train her. When Beichen comes back, let's discuss and give Mianmian half an art exhibition?"

Li Sihan suddenly became interested, "Okay!"

"When the time comes, call all the respectable people in City F, and let them take a look at our daughter!"

When Li Sihan thought of this, his brows and eyes were wrinkled with a smile.

Those old friends of his always laughed at him for not having a daughter, but now that he has such a favorite as Mianmian, he wishes the whole world would know about it.

Qin Yuya saw his thoughts, smiled and shook her head.

"Brother, this art exhibition is really interesting." Mianmian and Li Beichen went home just in time for the hotel, and Qin Yuya and Li Sihan heard them talking and laughing from a distance.

At the dinner table, Qin Yuya took advantage of everyone's good mood and said to Mianmian: "Baby, you like painting so much, and you paint so well, do you want to have your own personal painting exhibition?"

Li Beichen put down his chopsticks when he heard this, and seemed to be very interested in this proposal.

This girl was very excited for a day today, and she could see that she really liked it.

Mianmian was a little stunned, excited and worried: "Can I do it too?"

"But."

"You draw very well, of course you can." Li Beichen said, interrupting her self-abasement.

Since my brother said yes, then I will definitely do it!
Mianmian lowered her head and was silent for a while, her two little hands clenched into fists due to nervousness.

"Then I'll give it a try!" Mianmian raised her small head with firm eyes.

Since the decision to hold an art exhibition for Mian Mian that night, the little guy has been nestled in the room for two days.

There is hardly anyone to see except eating.

The butler reported Mianmian's situation to Li Beichen: "Master, Miss has been painting for the past two days."

"I am very concerned about the art exhibition."

Li Beichen responded, put down the documents in his hand and went upstairs.

In the house, there are paints and canvases all around.

For this exhibition, she has prepared a total of 20 works, but so far, she has not yet had the most satisfactory finale.

"Hey." Mian Mian lied on the ground in big characters, with a frowning look at a young age.

Opening his eyes again, his brother appeared in front of him upside down, weakly: "Brother, don't you have to go to work today?"

"Xiaohanbao, didn't I say last time that I stay with you at home?"

It was only then that Mianmian remembered, got up and sat down again: "Brother, can I really?"

Li Beichen looked at the paintings in the room and couldn't deny it.

If Mianmian had no strength, he wouldn't be so sure.

Compared with ordinary children, she is indeed very talented.

"Don't put so much pressure on yourself, draw what you like and want the most in your heart." Li Beichen said casually, sitting on the sofa beside him, observing Mianmian.

He suddenly discovered that Xiaobudian had already begun to have the outline of a girl.

Her facial features are excellent, everything is the best, and when integrated into one face, it will not look too gorgeous, but instead gives people a soft feeling of spring breeze.

Li Beichen was fascinated by the sight, and a constant feeling of the same emotion arose in his heart.

Suddenly, Mianmian yelled: "I got it! I got it!"

The teenager on the sofa was startled, with black lines on his head.

"Brother, you go out first, I will draw quietly by myself."

With that said, Mianmian got up and pushed Li Beichen out until he reached the door, and closed the door with a "bang".

Li Beichen at the door: .
the next day.

Li Beichen endured for a whole day without 'disturbing' this little ancestor, and he came out only when Mianmian came to knock on the door, and he didn't show a good mood: "Come to see me?"

"It pushed me out yesterday."

Mianmian laughed, a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry brother, my painting is finished, why don't you go and have a look?"

"I won't go." Li Beichen resolutely rejected her with an expectant expression on his face.

A pot of cold water was poured down, and Mianmian felt aggrieved: "Why?"

"Mianmian has been painting for so long, brother should go and have a look."

Li Beichen crossed his arms and leaned against the door, showing no intention of moving.

"Brother, brother!" Mianmian pulled out one of his arms forcefully, and shook it vigorously in her arms, making Li Beichen helpless.

"Brother, I'm only showing it to you." Mianmian lowered her bluntness, and Li Beichen's eyes were moved.

Just show him alone?
"Before the exhibition, absolutely no one knew!"

The corner of Li Beichen's mouth curled slightly, "Oh? Then go and have a look."

Mianmian led Li Beichen into her room. A painting was covered with a red cloth, looking very precious and mysterious.

The sunlight slowly poured down from the window, revealing a bit of the outline of the picture frame, and Li Beichen was suddenly curious about what such a precious painting would look like.

"Look!" Mian Mian ran over, and lifted the red cloth, the dust in the sun flew up with Mian Mian's excited emotions.

In Li Beichen's eyes, mottled and soft light and shadow reflected.

(End of this chapter)