Wild Phoenix Playing Dragon: Chongxi Little Silly Concubine

I don't know how Qing'er would feel if she knew that Yuwen Haoyu was not listening to her affectionately playing the piano.

Yuwen Haoyu heard footsteps ten steps away and identified it as Luo Ling.But he still has a grudge against what happened yesterday, and he doesn't seem to pay much attention to it.But hearing the contempt in Luo Ling's tone, he was very upset.

Yuwen Haoyu raised his eyebrows, but pulled the corners of his lips, and asked with a smile: "Oh, you are here, so what do you think of this painting?"

"How? Hmph... You really have the nerve to ask, you dare to show this level of embarrassment..."

Luo Ling turned around and muttered in a low voice, in fact, Yuwen Haoyu's paintings are quite good, at the level of a master in modern times, but she really didn't want to admit this.At this moment, her mind has been buried by anger, and the words slipped out of her mouth without thinking.

In fact, it was originally a low-pitched murmur, but unexpectedly, Qing'er heard it verbatim, and she immediately reported Yu Wenhaoyu's grievances.

"I think Brother Yuwen Haoyu's drawing is pretty good. If you are not convinced, sister Xue, how about drawing a picture for us to see?" Qing'er blinked her full pupils, and her little cherry red mouth was slightly pursed. Make her look so cute right now.

Yuwen Haoyu also heard Luo Ling's muttering just now.I was very upset.Alas, why does Ling'er always look like a long thorn, no matter it is good or bad, it must make other people bloody, can it be true that he can't pay attention to his passionate true feelings at all?Couldn't she be more obedient and obedient like Qing'er.

Thinking of this, there was another burst of grief in my heart.Looking at Luo Ling's indifferent face, he felt angry.It's like a child's vindictiveness.

Yuwen Haoyu followed Qing'er's words, and naturally acted as if he was trying his best to cooperate, because he also wanted to know where this girl Luo Ling got the confidence to dare to slander his paintings.In fact, he saw that she was bragging and wanted to teach her a good lesson.

Yuwen Haoyu laid out the paper for her with his own hands, handed over the paintbrush, and stood beside her to help her polish the ink.

"You can do it now."

He looked at Luo Ling with a half-smile, and wanted to see her look at a loss, but Luo Ling looked confident, and immediately picked up the paintbrush, and the brush became a flower, and the movements were smooth and flowing, and the process was completed in one go.

snort!This is your own humiliation, Luo Ling thought, she is a modern person, and now she is really grateful for these innate abilities in her body, otherwise, she would not know how to get away with it.

But, I don't know why, every time she thinks about those things in her previous life, she feels a severe headache, and every time she thinks about it, she feels sad...

"What’s wrong with you?"

Yuwen Haoyu looked at her in surprise, even if he couldn't draw it, he wouldn't cry.

Hearing this, Luo Ling's fingers trembled violently, and her strokes suddenly became messed up. A good painting before was ruined by this last stroke. She raised her hand, wiped the teardrops from the corners of her eyes, and continued to draw. It was so embarrassing to be so emotionally touched by the scene that I couldn't help crying.

"The painting is not bad, it really is better than me."

Yuwen Haoyu originally thought that she couldn't draw like that, but he didn't expect that she was really capable. Why didn't he know that she was so talented before.