"Mr. Mu, what about you?" My sister looked to the other side.

Mu Xicheng didn't know when he sat far away. There were a dozen watercolor paints on the table in front of him, and a servant was helping him.

Seeing that Mu Xicheng's hands and face were covered with watercolors, Xia Xiner laughed: "Mr. Mu, what are you doing?"

Mu Xicheng smiled faintly, and showed them what he was holding——

"This is a villain? Mr. Mu, you actually know how to be a villain..." My sister ran over, looked at the villain, and then looked up and down Chanel's clothes, "You are Nail?"

"Ah."

"Nai'er, come over and have a look, Mr. Mu is doing you!"

Chanel walked over and took a closer look, and sure enough, Mu Xicheng made a miniature version of her...

I remembered that Mu Xicheng had learned painting before, and knew how to draw figures on plaster, so he had a good foundation in painting, and this little man did it lifelike.

It's just that you can recognize Chanel only by looking at her clothes, because her face is a Q version.

"This is painted, can't you eat it?" Xia Xin'er picked it up carefully, looked left and right, "It's so beautiful, but it can't be kept for too long, the flour will dry...it's a pity."

After two days, the little man's hands and feet will split and break off.

Mu Xicheng responded lightly: "Just for fun."

"This kind of thing is very meaningful, so it should be kept as a souvenir?"

"I used to do a lot of plaster, and she threw it away." Mu Xicheng glanced at Chanel, "What is the commemoration?"

A strange look flashed across Xia Xiner's face, and she put the little man back.

"Nai'er, my sister really envies you." She smiled slightly and looked at Chanel enviously.

Which woman can be loved by a man like this, thinking about it all the time, will be very happy.

"If you like it, let him make one for you too?" Chanel suggested.

"I don't want it anymore. Only the man I like can do it for me. Only then can I be interested." The elder sister's expression was both sad and thoughtful.

Xia Nai'er understood what her sister was thinking, if it was Su Shijie, it would be impossible for her to do such a thing for her in his life.

Although this kind of thing is just a gimmick, it is easy to impress the heart of a girl who likes romance...

Muxi City should be the ultimate fantasy of all women's desire for love.

"What are you still doing?" Chanel looked at another unfinished product in Mu Xicheng's hand.

Mu Xicheng looked at her faintly: "Mu Xicheng."

Where there is Chanel, there must be Muxi City...

This sentence, without Mu Xicheng saying it, Chanel can understand it from his eyes,

Not long after the dim sum was baked, the servant went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

The three of them sat on the sofa and drank the milk tea made by Xia Xiner herself, and the lotus-shaped biscuits she made by herself.

It melts in the mouth, loose and soft, with a lingering fragrance.

Xia Xiner also specially made a copy, packed it up and handed it to Xia Nai'er: "Nai'er, I have made a lot, so save a copy and take it back for Jie to eat? Let's say you bought it on the way."

"This..." Chanel hesitated, "Wouldn't he be able to tell that you made this taste?"

After all, the snacks made by my sister will have the taste of my sister.

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