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Chapter 142 She Must Be Tired From Playing
Chapter 142 She Must Be Tired From Playing
Jingjing had a mysterious and excited smile on her face.
"Xiao Jiu, hurry up and prepare paper, pens and ink. Uh, Qing'er, you want to help me draw a portrait, and I want to draw me beautifully." Jingjing let go of Xiao Jiu, and after explaining, she turned around and held Qing'er's hand hand, said seriously.
"Portrait? What do you want a portrait for?" Qingqing asked in confusion.
"Of course it's a painting for the Demon Lord. You need to draw a few more. I want to hang my portrait all over the Demon Palace." In Jingjing's mind, the scene of the Demon Lord gazing affectionately at the portrait emerged.
"Jing'er, stop joking, how could the Demon Lord let you hang your portrait in the Demon Palace?" Qingqing couldn't help shaking her head, the whimsical Jing'er, seeing the simple tables and chairs in the Demon Palace Just one piece of decoration, you can tell that Mozun is a person who likes simplicity, and he doesn't like his place to be full of messy things, let alone hang Jing'er's portrait in the solemn and cold Demon Palace.
"Hey, you don't need to worry about this, I will find a way to hang the portrait in the magic palace." Jingjing is not worried at all, hang a portrait, the demon king should not be so stingy, two hanging portraits No place is given.
"Master, here comes the paper, pen and ink." Xiao Jiu flew in from the door with fluttering wings, and behind it, a set of paper, pen and ink floated up and down with it.
Jingjing caught the paper, pen and ink floating in front of her, and put it on the table beside the bed, spread out the rice paper diligently, after grinding the ink, dragged Qingqing to the table, clasped her hands together and begged Qingqing, "Good Qing'er, hurry up and help me draw a few pictures, do you want me to sit and act as a model for you so that you can draw after me, will it make you draw faster?"
"No need, go wash up and have breakfast." Qingqing couldn't resist Jingjing's insistence, and shook her head helplessly.
"Okay, I'm counting on you Qing'er, by the way, if you want me to draw beautifully, you need to draw a few more pictures. It's best to have all kinds of expressions, including joy, anger, sorrow and joy." Jing Jing Jing smiled and said, cheeky requests are as numerous as cow hairs, but Qingqing dotes on her and has a good temper, so she keeps Jing'er's requests in mind.
"Master, I'll go and heat up your breakfast." Xiao Jiu said positively, seeing that her master didn't seem to have any plans to go to the Demon Palace today, she couldn't help but secretly heaved a sigh of relief, she was terrified of the Demon Lord, Master If it doesn't go to the Demon Palace, it can avoid meeting the Demon Lord.
"It should still be a hot breakfast. I'll eat it myself. You go to Buzhou Mountain to pick the wild chrysanthemums, and we will go to the magic palace later." Jingjing grabbed Xiaojiu who was about to fly to the dining room, Confess to it.
"Ah, Master, are you still going to the Demon Palace today?" Xiao Jiu immediately looked depressed when she heard this, and the secret joy just now disappeared without a trace.
"Of course, I have to bring Qing'er's painted portrait back to the Demon Palace to hang it." Jingjing nodded as a matter of course, and it is a must to hook up with the Demon Lord every day without any suspense. thing.
Xiao Jiu was downcast, it was really too early to be happy just now.
"Go, what are you doing in a daze, go, go, don't be dazed." Jingjing urged Xiaojiu, until watching Xiaojiu reluctantly flew out of the window, flying towards the direction of Buzhou Mountain, Only then was I satisfied to wash up.
After Jing'er finished her breakfast and stuffed her stomach before returning to her bedroom, Qingqing had already painted several portraits.
"Wow, Qing'er, how did you draw the portrait so fast today? It took you a long time to draw the demon statue before." Jingjing flipped through the portraits that had been drawn, she couldn't help but be speechless, but she had breakfast At this time, I have already drawn three or four pictures, and every picture I drew is exactly like her.
"Of course, I have lived with you for more than ten years. Even if I close my eyes, I can draw you. Naturally, I can draw quickly." Qingqing smiled lightly, and the brush in her hand continued to draw on the rice paper without stopping. Jing'er's face is outlined on it.
Speaking of portraits, Jingjing thought of the portrait painted by that arrogant, domineering and vicious Tang Ruxiang yesterday, compared with Qing'er's painting, it was completely different, no, Tang Ruxiang's was not a portrait at all, She, a modern person who has never grasped a brush, can draw better than her.
"How many more?" Qing'er finished another portrait and asked Jingjing.
"Anyway, I'm idle now. I haven't picked the wild chrysanthemums yet. Qing'er, you can continue to draw a few more pictures. When Xiaojiu comes back, you don't need to paint." Jingjing painted the portrait she just painted. Taking it carefully, he blew vigorously on the wet ink.
Qingqing nodded, and continued to paint with her head down.
At the same time, in the demon palace, it was as cold and solemn as usual, while the Demon Lord was sitting by the desk, but he didn't seem to be dealing with magic affairs, but was thinking deeply.
Luo Xi looked at Mozun, and then at the door, Jing'er is gone now, a little later than usual, I don't know if they had a good time playing yesterday.
"Mozun, did you have fun with Jing'er in the human world yesterday?" Luo Xi couldn't help asking, he didn't see Jing'er coming, and Mozun returned to the Demon Palace by himself last night. To be honest, he still I'm really worried about that little girl Jing'er.
"Too noisy, too crowded." Mozun frowned when he thought of the crowded and noisy street yesterday.
"Jing'er likes lively places the most. I think Jing'er is having a good time." Luo Xi breathed a sigh of relief seeing the demon's expression. It seems that the little girl probably didn't do anything to make the demon get angry. matter.
"..." The little human's excited expression appeared in Mozun's mind, and the frown couldn't help but unfold. Yesterday, she really had a lot of fun.
"Strange, why hasn't Jing'er come here yet? Could it be that she overslept again?" Luo Xi looked at the gate of the Demon Palace and couldn't help talking to herself in doubt.
"She must have been tired from playing yesterday." Mozun's cold eyes flashed a look of helplessness, and he fell asleep in his arms, presumably he would not be able to wake up this morning.
Luo Xi looked at Mozun in surprise. He was just talking to himself just now and didn't expect Mozun to reply, but Mozun actually answered, and what surprised him even more was that Mozun noticed that Jing'er was tired from playing. up?
One must know that Mozun never pays attention to anyone, just when Luo Xi was surprised, the familiar bouncing footsteps belonging to Jing'er came from the door.
"Hello, I'm coming, hurry up and help me get the portrait." Jingjing appeared at the entrance of the Demon Palace in a panic, holding a large bunch of wild chrysanthemums in her left hand, and a large stack of scrolls in her right hand. , and some of the scrolls have a tendency to slip down.
Xiaojiu, who was hiding in Jingjing's cuff, saw that a pair of scrolls were about to fall off, so she flew out quickly, pushed up vigorously, until it was even with the other scrolls, and then slipped into Jingjing's cuff dare not come out.
(End of this chapter)
Jingjing had a mysterious and excited smile on her face.
"Xiao Jiu, hurry up and prepare paper, pens and ink. Uh, Qing'er, you want to help me draw a portrait, and I want to draw me beautifully." Jingjing let go of Xiao Jiu, and after explaining, she turned around and held Qing'er's hand hand, said seriously.
"Portrait? What do you want a portrait for?" Qingqing asked in confusion.
"Of course it's a painting for the Demon Lord. You need to draw a few more. I want to hang my portrait all over the Demon Palace." In Jingjing's mind, the scene of the Demon Lord gazing affectionately at the portrait emerged.
"Jing'er, stop joking, how could the Demon Lord let you hang your portrait in the Demon Palace?" Qingqing couldn't help shaking her head, the whimsical Jing'er, seeing the simple tables and chairs in the Demon Palace Just one piece of decoration, you can tell that Mozun is a person who likes simplicity, and he doesn't like his place to be full of messy things, let alone hang Jing'er's portrait in the solemn and cold Demon Palace.
"Hey, you don't need to worry about this, I will find a way to hang the portrait in the magic palace." Jingjing is not worried at all, hang a portrait, the demon king should not be so stingy, two hanging portraits No place is given.
"Master, here comes the paper, pen and ink." Xiao Jiu flew in from the door with fluttering wings, and behind it, a set of paper, pen and ink floated up and down with it.
Jingjing caught the paper, pen and ink floating in front of her, and put it on the table beside the bed, spread out the rice paper diligently, after grinding the ink, dragged Qingqing to the table, clasped her hands together and begged Qingqing, "Good Qing'er, hurry up and help me draw a few pictures, do you want me to sit and act as a model for you so that you can draw after me, will it make you draw faster?"
"No need, go wash up and have breakfast." Qingqing couldn't resist Jingjing's insistence, and shook her head helplessly.
"Okay, I'm counting on you Qing'er, by the way, if you want me to draw beautifully, you need to draw a few more pictures. It's best to have all kinds of expressions, including joy, anger, sorrow and joy." Jing Jing Jing smiled and said, cheeky requests are as numerous as cow hairs, but Qingqing dotes on her and has a good temper, so she keeps Jing'er's requests in mind.
"Master, I'll go and heat up your breakfast." Xiao Jiu said positively, seeing that her master didn't seem to have any plans to go to the Demon Palace today, she couldn't help but secretly heaved a sigh of relief, she was terrified of the Demon Lord, Master If it doesn't go to the Demon Palace, it can avoid meeting the Demon Lord.
"It should still be a hot breakfast. I'll eat it myself. You go to Buzhou Mountain to pick the wild chrysanthemums, and we will go to the magic palace later." Jingjing grabbed Xiaojiu who was about to fly to the dining room, Confess to it.
"Ah, Master, are you still going to the Demon Palace today?" Xiao Jiu immediately looked depressed when she heard this, and the secret joy just now disappeared without a trace.
"Of course, I have to bring Qing'er's painted portrait back to the Demon Palace to hang it." Jingjing nodded as a matter of course, and it is a must to hook up with the Demon Lord every day without any suspense. thing.
Xiao Jiu was downcast, it was really too early to be happy just now.
"Go, what are you doing in a daze, go, go, don't be dazed." Jingjing urged Xiaojiu, until watching Xiaojiu reluctantly flew out of the window, flying towards the direction of Buzhou Mountain, Only then was I satisfied to wash up.
After Jing'er finished her breakfast and stuffed her stomach before returning to her bedroom, Qingqing had already painted several portraits.
"Wow, Qing'er, how did you draw the portrait so fast today? It took you a long time to draw the demon statue before." Jingjing flipped through the portraits that had been drawn, she couldn't help but be speechless, but she had breakfast At this time, I have already drawn three or four pictures, and every picture I drew is exactly like her.
"Of course, I have lived with you for more than ten years. Even if I close my eyes, I can draw you. Naturally, I can draw quickly." Qingqing smiled lightly, and the brush in her hand continued to draw on the rice paper without stopping. Jing'er's face is outlined on it.
Speaking of portraits, Jingjing thought of the portrait painted by that arrogant, domineering and vicious Tang Ruxiang yesterday, compared with Qing'er's painting, it was completely different, no, Tang Ruxiang's was not a portrait at all, She, a modern person who has never grasped a brush, can draw better than her.
"How many more?" Qing'er finished another portrait and asked Jingjing.
"Anyway, I'm idle now. I haven't picked the wild chrysanthemums yet. Qing'er, you can continue to draw a few more pictures. When Xiaojiu comes back, you don't need to paint." Jingjing painted the portrait she just painted. Taking it carefully, he blew vigorously on the wet ink.
Qingqing nodded, and continued to paint with her head down.
At the same time, in the demon palace, it was as cold and solemn as usual, while the Demon Lord was sitting by the desk, but he didn't seem to be dealing with magic affairs, but was thinking deeply.
Luo Xi looked at Mozun, and then at the door, Jing'er is gone now, a little later than usual, I don't know if they had a good time playing yesterday.
"Mozun, did you have fun with Jing'er in the human world yesterday?" Luo Xi couldn't help asking, he didn't see Jing'er coming, and Mozun returned to the Demon Palace by himself last night. To be honest, he still I'm really worried about that little girl Jing'er.
"Too noisy, too crowded." Mozun frowned when he thought of the crowded and noisy street yesterday.
"Jing'er likes lively places the most. I think Jing'er is having a good time." Luo Xi breathed a sigh of relief seeing the demon's expression. It seems that the little girl probably didn't do anything to make the demon get angry. matter.
"..." The little human's excited expression appeared in Mozun's mind, and the frown couldn't help but unfold. Yesterday, she really had a lot of fun.
"Strange, why hasn't Jing'er come here yet? Could it be that she overslept again?" Luo Xi looked at the gate of the Demon Palace and couldn't help talking to herself in doubt.
"She must have been tired from playing yesterday." Mozun's cold eyes flashed a look of helplessness, and he fell asleep in his arms, presumably he would not be able to wake up this morning.
Luo Xi looked at Mozun in surprise. He was just talking to himself just now and didn't expect Mozun to reply, but Mozun actually answered, and what surprised him even more was that Mozun noticed that Jing'er was tired from playing. up?
One must know that Mozun never pays attention to anyone, just when Luo Xi was surprised, the familiar bouncing footsteps belonging to Jing'er came from the door.
"Hello, I'm coming, hurry up and help me get the portrait." Jingjing appeared at the entrance of the Demon Palace in a panic, holding a large bunch of wild chrysanthemums in her left hand, and a large stack of scrolls in her right hand. , and some of the scrolls have a tendency to slip down.
Xiaojiu, who was hiding in Jingjing's cuff, saw that a pair of scrolls were about to fall off, so she flew out quickly, pushed up vigorously, until it was even with the other scrolls, and then slipped into Jingjing's cuff dare not come out.
(End of this chapter)
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