The school grass confessed to me today

Chapter 191 The painting looks a hundred times better

"Look quickly."

With Warm Heart's urging again, Bo Yihan finally looked over.

It was a pencil drawing, with a seemingly simple and random composition, but it accurately expressed his entire image.

He had to admit that the standards of the painters were super high.

Nuan Xin dragged him into the room, looked at the painting, and said sincerely, "The painting is really good, what do you think, Bo Yihan?"

"En." Bo Yihan nodded slightly.

"Let me tell you, I can also draw. If I draw you, it will definitely be better than the person who drew this."

"En." Bo Yihan nodded again.

He believes that after all, the paintings that can stay in her room must be painted by herself.

However, with such a painting, Mama Zhang would not want him to see it.

"what?"

A warm surprise interrupted his thoughts.

Wen Nuanxin took down the drawing paper and said, "There seems to be words on the back."

She turned the drawing paper over, only to see that it was written in huge characters on the back: Bo Yihan, the turtle bastard.

Nuan Xin became angry immediately, "Who wrote this? It's so hateful, if I know who it is, I will definitely chop him up!"

As Warm Heart said, she was about to tear up the drawing paper.

Bo Yihan quickly snatched it away.

"Bo Yihan, what are you doing?" Nuannuan asked dissatisfied.

"Don't tear it up."

Wen Nuanxin said in disbelief, "I don't know who is scolding you. I didn't find out the culprit and beat him to death with a stick. Why don't you let me tear it up?"

"..." Bo Yihan was speechless for a moment.

How else can I find someone?Isn't she the culprit?
However, Nuanxin has long forgotten whose masterpiece this is, and stretched out his hand to him, "Give me the painting!"

Bo Yihan didn't answer, but directly put the drawing paper behind his back, representing his position.

"Give me the painting!" Nuan Xin emphasized again.

Bo Yihan still didn't move.

"Bo Yihan, I ask you to give me the painting!"

"No." Bo Yihan said flatly, "Since you don't want this painting anymore, you might as well give it to me."

"You still plan to ask for this painting?" Nuan Xin frowned, jumped up and pointed at him to complain, "Do you know who painted this? Is it some little fairy you like?"

"No."

"It's not you, just give it to me."

Bo Yihan still didn't move, and she was even more angry with her warm heart. She pointed at him and her fingers began to tremble, "Bo Yihan, you are my fiance! We are both engaged, yet you still give me a cuckold! You Scumbag! Just because of his good looks, he hooked up with those messy goblins!"

The more she spoke, the angrier she became, she went to the bed and pulled her pillow, and hit him, and kept saying, "I made you like other little fairies, I made you like other little fairies..."

The pillow is very soft, it doesn't hurt to hit the body.

Bo Yihan let her beat him.

Seeing that he would rather be beaten than take out the painting, Nuan Xin was furious, "You don't want to take it, do you?"

Bo Yihan said helplessly, "Stop making trouble."

"You still say I'm making trouble?" Wen Nuan Xin said, she didn't want the pillow, and threw it directly on him.

Then I sat down in front of the drawing board and started painting.

He muttered to himself, "Isn't it just a painting, and you cherish it so much, I'll draw you a hundred! It's a hundred times better than this little fairy's painting!"

This time, she painted with extra care and specially colored the painting.

(End of this chapter)