Prosperous Favorite: Evil Prince, insist on teasing

Chapter 1128
Their physiques are somewhat special. Now that they have been discovered, they must be dug out.

During the time when Leng Ruoyun crossed the catastrophe, they used some method to trap Jun Moming.

He kept this matter in his heart all the time, and investigated after returning home.

It was discovered that when they were trained by Ghost Wan, they had taken something.

It is also because of that thing that their physique has been transformed, and their blood is different from that of ordinary people.

Ji Shiyan sat on the ground, looking at the scene on her scroll, not to mention how satisfied she was.

Just as he was about to pack up his things and leave, he suddenly felt a bit cold around him.

He raised his head, and faced a handsome face that was as sharp as a knife.

When "you" saw it, he suddenly felt speechless.

Jun Moming noticed the paintings in front of him, his eyes softened a little.

The scene in that painting is not the scene of them standing in the snow just now.

The beautiful woman's long hair poured out like a waterfall, standing on tiptoe and kissing him.

Both of them also have side faces, but that alone is enough to make people imagine this sweet scene.

After reading those pictures——

That scene, like a movie, was re-filtered in his brain.

He put away his things, turned around and was about to leave.

"Hey!" Ji Shiyan grabbed his clothes anxiously.

"Let go!" The man's voice was cold: "For the sake of this portrait, I can ignore your unintentional mistakes in painting us."

Ji Shiyan almost burst into foul language.

For the sake of the portrait? !
What is it that the portraits he painted are worth more than himself.

"Give me the portrait." I let go.

Before the next few words were spoken, the cold eyes of the man hit people's hearts directly.

Ji Shiyan took a step back in fright, and unconsciously let go of her hand.

"What's wrong?" A sudden voice came in.

After Murong Xuan dealt with the matter, he rushed over. Who knew he saw this scene full of gunpowder.

"Uh..." Ji Shiyan didn't know what to say.

Jun Moming glanced at them, but said nothing.

Turn around and go in.

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On the other side, in the room.

After hearing what happened to Ji Shiyan, Murong Xuan wished he could roll his eyes at him.

"Are you stupid?" she sarcastically said.

"If it weren't for the so-called cameras here, do you think I would be guarding the door?" His words were full of sadness.

He struggled a lot to find a good angle.

Murong Xuan sat on the bench, crossing his legs: "It's not like you don't know that the one in her house is a moving vinegar bucket, and it's the biggest. Are you looking for abuse?"

she doesn't know what to say
Ji Shiyan patted herself on the head: "Yeah, how could I forget about this?"

The face of the portrait is really great——

Should he say that his painting skills are good, and the things he draws can still be seen.

He wanted to cry but had no tears: "That painting. I put it away before I came, so I just went straight to it."

Thinking about it is a burst of sadness.

Murong Xuan became more and more curious: "What kind of painting can make him, whose eyes are above the top, give it a face."

It’s better not to mention this——

As soon as she said it, Ji Shiyan felt that she couldn't live anymore.

After living for so long, this is the first time that I am not as good as a portrait! ?
How embarrassing it is to say it!

In the study room!
Jun Moming took out the painting from the space, and the more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became.

He felt it necessary to frame the painting and hang it where he could often see it.

(End of this chapter)