Chief, Love for you is wrong

Wen Jili lowered his voice and taught Wen Rongyan how to integrate his feelings into the brush, and then through the brush, he jumped his thoughts and Thoughts on the drawing paper. Qin Jing narrowed his eyes at the beginning, but Wen Jili's low magnetic voice sounded in his ears. He patiently talked to Xiao Qi about the precautions for painting.

Later, she simply lifted the blanket, put her chin directly on the back of the sofa, looked at Wen Jili's gentle side face, and he held Wen Rongqi's small hand to teach him how to start from the stroke and inject emotion.

"OK. That's all. If you can't find the feeling of painting an object next time, you can stop, or you can draw a scene or portrait you like. For example, you can draw Yanyan with your imagination, slowly draw, and draw the smell and appearance in your mind with your heart. In this way, you can slowly cultivate the feelings of other landscapes."

Wen Rongqi nodded thoughtfully, took the paper, pursed his lips and nodded, "Xiao Qi knows, thank you, third uncle." he took a few steps, turned his head and looked back at Qin Jing lying on the back of the sofa to see Wen Jili. His small lips smiled coldly, and then his small face hung innocent innocence. If he was kind and serious, he said, "third aunt, you drool!"

Ah~~~

I'm ashamed. I see my mouth watering!

Qin Jing quickly wiped the corners of her mouth with the back of her hand. Both sides wiped it, but it was dry. She stared at Wen Rongqi, who had already turned away. While sliding down the sofa and wearing shoes, she shouted, "Wen Rongqi! You little liar, don't go!"

Before the small door closed, I heard that Rong Qi's small head was exposed through the crack of the door. His eyes were round and muttered, staring at Qin Jing who was chasing after him. He sneered, "if you don't ask me to go, I won't go. I don't lose face!"

Bang, the sound of the door closing, and then click, the sound of the door locking.

Qin Jing, who was blocked outside, immediately stood at the door of the studio, his hands on his hips, breathlessly staring at the closed door, shouting to the people inside, "Wen Rongqi, you'd better not come out to take a bath tonight! Otherwise, I'll ask your third uncle to catch you this time, and then I'll ravage your bird!"

This Wen Rongqi, the last time he took a bath, he forgot to take his clothes, and she took them in for him.

As a result, the door of the bathroom didn't close. As soon as she walked in, the little man who was taking a shower immediately pulled the towel on the nearby clothes hanger to block his key parts, stared at her with a wary face, and scolded her in a childish way~~~

How wrong she was!

He was scolded as a sex wolf before he could even see it~~~

Later, she vowed to severely ravage the key parts blocked by him. As a result, the little man remembered to take his clothes and lock the door every time he took a bath

Wen Jili, who was walking towards Qin Jing behind him, drew his eyes when he heard her vicious threats. Ben Junya's face suddenly turned blue. He raised his right hand, held his hands and stood in someone's ear at the door of the studio, looked at her coldly, leaned close to her ear, hooked his lips and sneered, "Qin little rabbit, I think you want to be dissatisfied these days! Unexpectedly, you have the idea of a child!"

Listening to the man's slightly dangerous voice, Qin Jing took a smoke from the corners of her mouth. Is this her husband's public capture when she planned to make a small red apricot out of the wall?

Her ear was pinched. She bared her teeth and pinched someone's wrist pulling her ear. "Hey, pain ~ ~ don't pull ~ ~ it'll break if you pull again ~ ~ what about giving birth to a child without ears?"

Wen Jili was so excited by her jumping thinking that his forehead suddenly jumped up, let go of her ears, turned his eyebrows slightly raised, hooked his lips and wiped an unkind smile.

"Qin little rabbit, whether the baby has ears or not will be discussed later. Now, let's go to the room and talk about what you just said, about ravaging the little bird ~ ~"

As soon as Qin Jing's face changed, the cat thought about walking quietly to the hall. Wen Jili grabbed him and dragged a Jing who was unwilling to go to the bedroom.

Then?

Then, a Jing refused to be dragged into the bedroom.

And then?

Then, the bedroom door was gently closed by someone from his slender leg