God, don't be so arrogant

Chapter 223 The woman in the painting

Ji Xiaomo turned his back to Ningxia's naive twisting little butt, turned his head and made a face, and then jumped up and down in the hall excitedly.

Ning Xia flicked Grandpa Mao angrily, and stood in front of the sofa with his waist pinched.

"Ji Xiaomo, you girl, stop with me and see if I don't fuck you."

"Come on, come on, come and fuck me. Oh, I'm so scared."

After Ji Xiaomo finished speaking in a very cheerful manner, he ran to the second floor in the blink of an eye.

Ningxia quickly put on her shoes, and followed Ji Xiaomo's figure to chase after him.

Xiaobian, you are provoking me on purpose, to see if I don't catch you and beat you until your ass blooms, and the spring will bloom, and the luck will come naturally.

Giggles came out of the room, and the servants looked at the two of them amusedly.

"Young Master and Miss get along very well."

"Yes, yes, the young master has never been so happy."

"Since the young lady came, the young master's smile has increased, and the young young master has also become much happier. The young lady is really a lucky star."

"Yes, yes! Not only is she beautiful, but the most important thing is that she doesn't have any pretensions about being a lady, and she treats us like relatives."

"In the future, it would be great if she could be the hostess here, so that everyone's life will be much easier."

On the second floor, in the corridor.

Ji Xiaomo laughed and played the game of chasing after me with Ningxia, and kept making funny faces at Ningxia.

"Hey, little stepmother, you really should exercise. Look, you have those long legs for nothing, yet you can't outrun me."

"Stop for me, and see if I don't slap you against the wall so that you can't even buckle it off."

Ning Xia looked at Ji Xiaomo's jubilant figure out of breath while leaning on his chest, I'll go, this is only a four-year-old kid, why does he run like a hot wheel, he has chased him for several laps, he is stunned I didn't catch up once.

"Oh, I'm so scared, I really wish I had the feeling of being photographed on the wall and can't even unbutton it."

After finishing speaking, Ji Xiaomo twitched his buttocks in embarrassment.

Ning Xia wiped the sweat from his forehead, and I chatted, why does this kid hate Semir so much?
Ningxia scratched at Ji Xiaomo's back with all her teeth and claws, her head was smoking with anger.

"Okay, Ji Xiaomo, stand still, I'll make sure you get a taste of being photographed on the wall."

Seeing the stairs in front of him, Ji Xiaomo scratched his head, and ran directly to the third floor. After pushing several doors, they couldn't open them, so Ji Xiaomo could only continue to run forward.

Ningxia chased after Ji Xiaomo, and when Ningxia caught up with Ji Xiaomo, she was so shocked by the scene in front of her that she couldn't speak.

The room is covered with huge oil paintings, and the countless oil paintings all depict the same woman.

The woman in the painting is so beautiful, so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off it, and it's so beautiful that it's suffocating.

Whether standing or standing, or lying or sitting, each one has a different posture, but each one is so vivid.

Ningxia held her breath and looked at the woman in the painting. There seemed to be a thousand words in her eyes, telling the person in front of her, with a deep love in her shallow smile.

"Little stepmother, do you think this beautiful woman looks a little like me?"

Ji Xiaomo's smiling eyes were shining, and he stood timidly beside the canvas, waiting for Ningxia's answer.

Ning Xia was taken aback, glanced at Ji Xiaomo and then carefully at the woman in the painting.

No wonder there was a sense of familiarity just now, it turned out that Ji Xiaomo's face had the feeling of a woman painted on it.

(End of this chapter)