"It's just a prick with a needle. Princess, you want to avenge the fifth prince." An Xiaoqing saw the couple playing tricks, and she laughed so hard that her big eyes turned into crescents, and she asked deliberately.

"Ah, Miss Pei, he deserves to be pricked. You did a good job. Hmm, you go away. I want Miss Pei to give me another painting to make room." Yuqi hurriedly turned around.

To appease An Xiaoqing, he said to the group of princes and grandsons in an evil voice.

Ye Qianyu's eyes lit up when he heard that An Xiaoqing was going to paint again. He didn't bother to get angry with Yuqi and hurriedly went to get paper and pen.

After laying out the paper and pen, An Xiaoqing bit the end of the charcoal pen and looked at Yuqi twice. Yuqi said nervously: "Don't draw another tail for me, otherwise, I will never let you go."

An Xiaoqing smiled, picked up her pen and started drawing.

I saw the tip of the pen leaving scratches on the drawing paper. Several big Chu Qingjun gathered around and watched carefully. They had never seen someone painting like this. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they really wouldn't know what the original painting was.

It can also be made with charcoal.

Ye Qianjin sat lazily aside. He did not lean in to watch, but through the gap, he could look directly at this special and kind-hearted girl.

I saw An Xiaoqing, who was painting, with confident and serious eyes, an elegant and peaceful expression, and a slight smile on her beautiful face. Sometimes she frowned slightly, sometimes she pursed her lips and shook her head. She looked so cute and cute.

With a little bit of playfulness, I almost forgot that I was among strange men, as if I was immersed in my own painting.

Ye Qianjin was stunned for a moment, as if someone had tied a red string around his heart, and the other end was tied to the girl's body. Her every move and smile made him feel cute and cute.

Interestingly, the fourth prince of Dachu Kingdom, who had always been calm and self-possessed, felt that Mo Ming was a little flustered and his palms began to sweat. He couldn't help but raise his palms in surprise.

With his profound internal strength, it is very difficult for him to sweat even in the hot summer. Now he is sweating because of a girl. Ye Qianjin, what's wrong with you?

Frowning, Ye Qianjin looked away with some annoyance, not allowing herself to look at the girl's face again.

But not long after, he turned around unconsciously and saw that she was grabbing a few black hairs of her hair and tilting her head to wipe the painting. I couldn't help but feel happy. What was she doing? I thought she was elegant and dignified just now.

Huizi behaved so childishly again. Has she ever treated herself like a famous lady?

Ye Qianjin's beautiful thin lips curled up inadvertently, the interesting look in her eyes became even stronger, and she couldn't bear to look away.

"Miss Pei? What are you doing?" Yuqi couldn't help it and asked.

"Grind the ink." In fact, An Xiaoqing failed to draw two strokes well, and there was no eraser here, so she had to use her hair. There was hair oil on her hair, which could blur the ink line. She often did this in her previous life.

"Momo? Get your hair dirty over there. Zhuo Qing, come here and untie your hair." Yuqi pulled Zhuo Qing and started to untie his hair. Zhuo Qing cared about image the most.

He was screaming and trying to run away.

An Xiaoqing said: "Nothing, just draw it." After saying a few strokes, he picked up the painting, looked at it a few more times, and was about to hand it to Yuqi, but the painting in his hand was gently slapped.
Chapter completed!