Evil Prime Minister, please don't tease!

Chapter 220 Gifts
Jun Moran raised his eyebrows, pursed his lips, and then seemed to think of something, dragged Feng Yueqing to the back room and said, "By the way, I have something for you, come with me!"

"Is there a gift for you, really?" Feng Yueqing's dark and beautiful eyes flashed with brilliance.Unexpectedly, happy to follow the other party's pace into the house.

"I heard that sister Yueqing likes to paint, so I specially took the time to make a set of brushes for you." Jun Moran picked up a brush from the desk that he made overnight and handed it to the other party.

These brushes are different from the ancient ones.

In ancient times, brushes were generally used to paint, but what she did was modeled after modern brushes.

My younger sister Mira has been fond of drawing since she was a child, and even took the art major in college.Every year her birthday present requires herself to get her a new set of paintbrushes.

In order to make her gift look more thoughtful, she once went to a special brush factory to study for a period of time, and even made a set of brushes for the other party.

And what I gave to Feng Yueqing now is the same as what I gave to my sister Mira back then.

There are twelve sticks in total, of different lengths and thicknesses.

Except for the three white cloud pens, big, medium and small, which were brushes that Feng Yueqing was familiar with, the others looked very weird, not so much brushes, but more like brushes.

Jun Moran thought, if the other party is really his sister Mira, seeing these brushes, maybe he will think of something.

Even if they are not, these gifts can be regarded as ingenious, and the other party should like them.

Feng Yueqing had never seen so many pens with such a weird shape. She held them in her hands and played with them repeatedly. She was surprised and felt extraordinarily fresh. She said: "You mean, these pens are specially used for drawing. ?”

"Yup!"

Basically, all the brushes you need to use when painting are here.

"But, how do I use this?" Feng Yueqing picked up one of the brushes with a large tip, looked left and right, but couldn't imagine where it could be used.

Jun Moran took out the brush in her hand, waved it in the air twice demonstratively, then handed it back to the other party, smiled and comforted her and said, "Don't worry, if you have nothing to do today, I can teach you slowly. Don't look at the roughness of my work, these pens are very useful!"

At least, it is easier to use than these single brushes in ancient times!

"Okay! It just so happens that I haven't painted for a long time!" Feng Yueqing nodded hastily.

She couldn't wait to know what these pens were for.

Seeing her happy, Jun Moran couldn't help being in a good mood, and pulled the other side and said, "Go, let's go to your garden!"

"En!" The two aunts and sisters-in-law walked out of the room happily.

Outside, Beloved saw the two of them going out, threw down the broom in her hand in a hurry, ran back to the room, and searched for the bun that Jun Moran brought back just now.

As a result, I searched around the room, but couldn't find it.

On the other side, as soon as Jun Moran stepped into the courtyard where Feng Yueqing lived, he took out an oil-paper bag from his sleeve, ran to the stone pavilion in the garden and sat down, took a deep breath, and quickly opened the small bag in his hand. The bag of steamed buns smelled a burst of fragrance as one wished.

Jun Moran randomly picked a steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth. While chewing it happily, he read: "Smelly darling, if you don't eat it, I will eat it myself! Hmph——"

Jun Moran stayed in Feng Yueqing's garden, and spent the whole morning painting with her. She taught her how to use a brush, and she taught her how to draw.

The two got along very happily.

(End of this chapter)