Quick wear: the host is really floating

Chapter 311 The Autistic Painter and the Muse 2
But Xue Zhi's throat was so uncomfortable, she couldn't stop, she held her chest and coughed "cough cough cough" for a long time, and finally a cold voice came from the stairs upstairs:

"What are you doing."

Xue Zhi finally listened, she raised her head and looked upstairs, meeting a pair of bright black eyes.

The little girl upstairs is exquisite and beautiful. She is wearing a pink lace skirt and has a beautiful pearl hairpin on her curly black hair. She looks as delicate as a doll.

Xue Zhi looked at her, and then at himself.

I just feel that the little girl upstairs doesn't seem to be from the same world as her.

"Xiaohui, why did you come out? Is it disturbing your painting? It's my mother's fault. You can go in quickly. Mom doesn't talk anymore."

Just when Xue Zhi was in a daze, the exaggeratedly dressed woman in front of her looked up at the girl upstairs and said.

Xue Zhi sat against the wall, the dirty water on his body was dripping drop by drop, the stairs in front of him were old and broken, and the delicate girl upstairs seemed out of place here.

The moment she heard the woman speak, she seemed to raise her eyes and glanced up. The girl above lowered her eyes to look at her with cold and indifferent eyes.

She looked down at Xue Zhi, and said in a clear voice, "Stop arguing."

The woman in front of Xue Zhi quickly said yes, and then sent the girl upstairs away.

It wasn't until the girl turned around and entered the room that the woman in front of her changed her face again. She walked up to Xue Zhi with a ferocious expression, raised her hand and grabbed her ear and lifted her up.

Xue Zhi gasped in pain, and then he was lifted and thrown out.

The scorching weather outside made Xue Zhi's headache even worse. She almost tried her best to break free, but the next second, she was greeted with a more serious beating from a woman.

"You've got skills... You've got skills, haven't you!" The woman slapped Xue Zhi a little dizzy, her head was buzzing and her ears were ringing.

Huahua watched in the space, couldn't bear it anymore, directly deducted her points and opened her pain shield without Xue Zhi's permission.

After the pain was blocked, Xue Zhi felt a little better.

She endured the irritability of being beaten and scolded by a woman, and raised her hand to block it: [Plot. ]
"Have you learned how to block?" The woman's fat hand hit her again, "Are you trying to block one? Xue Zhi, have you developed your skills, and now you dare to quarrel with your sister? Are you quarreling with her?" Are you responsible for the loss of inspiration for painting?"

younger sister?

That girl who doesn't seem to be in the same world as her just now is the younger sister of this body?

This woman in front of them is their mother?
Xue Zhi frowned lightly, isn't this style of painting right?
There was a "ding" in my mind, and the plot came.

Xue Zhi closed his eyes, and carefully sorted out the plot.

The original owner's name was Xue Zhi. She had a drunkard biological father, a money-worshiping mother, and a step-sister... who was outstanding in appearance and talented in art.

The mother is the woman in front of her. Her surname is Zhang. The original owner never called her mother, because she ran away with a man who was in the paint and painting equipment business after giving birth to the original owner.

Later, the original owner's biological father came to the door with Xue Zhi, causing a commotion and making all the neighbors around the original owner's biological mother's house know that she was a woman who ran away with wild men after giving birth.

Later, the man in the painting business directly chose to divorce her, and then left behind the daughter she had with that man.

(End of this chapter)