I Became the Villain’s Own Daughter

Chapter 723, at first glance, looks like a dog

Mu Qi knew that Lu Junhan must be watching the live broadcast now.

Bingzhu didn’t want to offend the other party and thought of Lu Junhan as a pig, he was about to say that he had never seen it before—

He really hadn't seen it. He had met Lu Junhan, not the pig-like Lu Junhan.

After all, everyone knows how small Lu Junhan's mind is, how much grudges he has, and he must report it. Xiao Lu Li said that her father is a pig, and at least he is his biological daughter, and he can't kill him no matter what.

But he is different.

He didn't want to be chased by Lu Junhan's people as soon as he entered Haicheng in the future.

But as soon as she was about to say this, Lan Xi noticed it. She stabbed Mu Qi severely with her elbow and warned him not to do anything bad. They were still waiting to cheat money, even Mr. Shen squinted. Staring at him dangerously.

Mu Qi: "..."

Forget it, chase and kill, otherwise he is afraid that he will not survive today.

Therefore, Mu Qi looked down at the little girl's expectant and ignorant clear eyes, smiled nonchalantly and said: "I have seen it, of course I have seen it."

Little Lori was not surprised at all.

Instead, he straightened his small chest, raised his small chin slightly, and Xiaofei's face showed a proud and proud expression of "I knew it was like this. It is impossible for a ghost to not know my father unless he was blind just now." .

Mu Qi: "..."

Painted like that pig, really only ghosts like us know your father.

"Uncle, we have finished drawing too!"

Seeing that Xiao Luli had already handed in his "homework", the other three friends quickly handed over the drafts in their hands.

Qu Qianqian was a little afraid of the uncle ghost whose eyes had fallen out, although both of Mu Qi's eyes were pressed back at the moment, and it didn't seem so scary to look at, but the shadow when the eyes fell just now was too big.

Qu Qianqian only dared to give the drawing to Xiao Lu Li, not to approach Mu Qi.

Xiao Luli happily passed Qu Qianqian's drawing to Mu Qi, and asked him:

"Uncle, this is Sister Qianqian's father, have you met Sister Qianqian's father?"

Mu Qizheng was immersed in the shock of "What the **** are the sons of Zhang Dazhuang and Jian Yi painted?"

In the past, Mu Qi had been chased and killed so many times, and he had passed by the **** of death several times, but he was also able to talk and laugh calmly, as if death was not a big deal.

But this time, Mu Qi's perfect gentleman's expression with a faint smile, cracks appeared for the first time.

Zhang Yiming drew a car that had nothing to do with Zhang Dazhuang's appearance.

The most important thing is that the car is still ugly, the front lights are painted like eyes, the rearview mirror of the car is ears, and the four wheels look like legs.

At first glance, it looks like a dog.

Jian Xiyan was even more ruthless. He drew a circle with all the inside blacked out, probably because he was afraid that Muqi's IQ would not be able to keep up with him. Jian Xiyan also noted a line beside him:

Dad's head.

Dad's.

head.

Still black head.

Mu Qi: "..."

Zhang Yiming and Jian Xiyan were still looking forward to asking: "Uncle Ghost, have you met our father?"

Mu Qi: "..."

He should be blind.

[Hahaha, I feel that this ghost is going to be autistic. 】

[No, what kind of ghost is that brother Yiming painted? Is it a car or a dog? 】

[Hahaha, in short, it's not Dad Zhang, right? 】

[I guess that brother Yiming drew the appearance of his father sleeping on his stomach, but I can’t remember clearly. It just so happens that brother Yiming likes to play with cars. He may think that the car is a bit like his father sleeping on his stomach. So let's combine the two! 】

[I think so too, but what I can't understand is the head drawn by the younger brother of Xiyan. No nose, eyes, and ears, so I won’t talk about it for now, but why is this head completely black? Is it because Jane's father used to face black? 】

[Hahaha Isn’t it because Xiyan’s younger brother doesn’t remember what his father looks like, so he painted the back of his father’s head? 】

[Eh, it's really possible. 】

[Um...Following Papa Lu turned off the live broadcast, Papa Zhang and Papa Jian also shut down the live broadcast just now. Hahaha, I feel that they don't want to be rescued at all. 】

[They not only don’t want to be rescued, but I’m afraid they want to rush out to beat the children hahaha! 】

[Oh oh, now I hope that King Qu can hold on! 】

[Emperor Qu should be ok, the actor Qu likes his daughter so much, maybe Qu Qianqian painted him as a pile of shit, the actor Qu will think this is proof that Qu Qianqian loves him! Hey... My daughter can't afford to be a slave! 】

Of course Qu Sinian could persist.

It's not because he is a daughter slave and can copy everything Qu Qianqian has.

But because he is confident, Qu Qianqian can paint him well.

Because he had taught Qu Qianqian how to draw him many times before.

In the beginning, Qu Qianqian did paint like shit, or even worse than shit, which made Qu Sinian autistic for several days.

But under Qu Sinian's many hand-in-hand teachings, Qu Qianqian's writings already have a preliminary appearance.

Qu Sinian was very satisfied.

Especially seeing Xiao Luli’s pig, Zhang Yiming’s dog, and Jian Xiyan’s black head, Qu Sinian was even more satisfied with Qu Qianqian’s personality.

Anyhow, he is still a person.

He looked at the fair-skinned and beautiful Qu Qianqian in the live broadcast room, with thin lips with a slight smile, and indescribable gentleness and pride in his eyes.

After that, he turned his head and looked at Lu Junhan and the three of them who were sitting on another sofa:

Lu Junhan's slender hands overlapped, sitting on the sofa in an elegant and noble posture, with a faint expression of his eyes closed.

Zhang Dazhuang sat next to Lu Junhan and didn't figure out how he became a dog!

In the end, I couldn't help it, got up and punched the wall with one punch.

And Jian Yi, who was sitting next to Zhang Dazhuang, had a faint expression on his face, which was even more faint. There was no emotion at all at this moment, just a standard expressionless and dead face.

Qu Sinian was stunned, as if a little puzzled, and smiled slightly:

"No... is it necessary for you?"

Lu Junhan and Jian Yi raised their eyes and glanced at him faintly, naturally not ignoring the faint show off between Qu Sinian's Qingjun eyebrows.

Qu Sinian has always been cold and cold to the outside world, like a flower of Gaoling, not to be elevated, only when he encounters Qu Qianqian, will there be such a big change in expression, and even the light in his eyes is completely absent. In line with the pride of his cold personality.

Obviously, he is very sure that Qu Qianqian can paint him very well.

Jian Yi pulled a thin lips blankly.

Oh, the villain is determined, but so.

But Zhang Dazhuang was stunned by Qu Sinian's so calm and calm expression that he could even laugh.

He turned his head in astonishment: "Emperor Qu, don't you worry about what you will be painted like?"

Judging from Xiao Lu Li, Jian Xiyan, and the drawings of his stinky boy, Qu Qianqian's painting level should be about the same as the other three.

It's amazing that Qu Sinian even laughed out.

"What's to worry about,"

Although Qu Sinian would like to tell the world how good his baby girl is and how good at painting his father.

Moreover, from the fact that Qu Qianqian can paint him so well, it also reflects how much Qu Qianqian loves him.

But in the end, Qu Sinian managed to endure it, with a modest and reserved tone, but he said confidently and proudly, "My baby can never paint me like a shit."

　【Three shifts. See you early in the next chapter. Speaking of, early in the morning does not mean 12 o'clock in the morning, it is likely to be sent at one or two in the middle of the night, it is possible, so get up in the morning to watch. 】

(End of this chapter)