"Yi Sheng, I'll give you a chance to avenge you." Ye Jiuliang picked up the brush and handed it to Jiang Yisheng, and encouraged him in a bad mood.

"Don't be polite, draw a turtle for each of them."

Jiang Yisheng looked down at the brush she forced into, his eyes very bright.

Drawing a turtle?

He likes this.

He turned his face and Feng Yi saw the brush in his hand and begged for mercy without any hesitation, "A Sheng, brothers, you can show mercy."

Jiang Yisheng grinned, and his clear and gentle smile made Ji Mingqian creepy.

"Don't worry, I'll draw you a nice turtle."

It would be fine if I didn’t say it, but after saying that, Ji Mingqian and the others felt even worse.

Even if you paint early and late, Feng Yi closed his eyes and said, "Hurry up."

Jiang Yisheng brushed the inkstone with his pen on his pen, and a faint fragrance of ink filled the air.

He has a good foundation in painting. With just a few strokes, a lifelike turtle was outlined on Feng Yi's face.

"Hahaha."

Ye Jiuliang couldn't hold back his laughter and almost sucked over.

"Yi Sheng, it's beautifully painted."

Li Mohan looked at the person who was smiling in his arms, and glanced at the turtle on Feng Yi's face, and his thin lips curled up in a charming curve.

This turtle...

It's really good.

The ink on his face was not dry yet, and it was cold. Looking at the two people who were smiling constantly on the other side, Feng Yi felt dead.

Destroyed the image.

It's rare that Ji Mingqian didn't make a sound of laughing.

Because he knew that the next one would suffer was him.

Jiang Yisheng stood up and walked towards him. Looking at the brush slowly approaching, he leaned back, and his whole body was full of resistance.

Seeing that the brush was about to fall, Ji Mingqian raised his hand and grabbed his wrist and struggled to death, "Well, can you change to an animal painting?"

He really doesn't like...Tortoise.

Jiang Yisheng did not answer him, turned to look at Ye Jiuliang, obviously letting her make a decision.

"Yi Sheng, do whatever you want to draw? Don't forget that he posted a blank note on you just now." Ye Jiuliang smiled naughtyly.

Ji Mingqian spit out a mouthful of old blood, looked up and faced the pair of clear glass green eyes, and let go of his hand in resignation.

"Forget it, you draw."

Jiang Yisheng held back his laughter, leaned over slightly, and took a brush to outline the handsome face that was too beautiful.

One minute...

Three minutes...

Five minutes...

Why did you draw it for so long?

Ji Mingqian opened his eyes and saw the man's watery lips smiling. He suddenly felt a sudden turn. When he realized that, the man stepped back.

The faint fragrance also disappeared.

"It's done." Jiang Yisheng put down his brush, his dark green eyes flashing with a satisfied smile.

Before Ji Mingqian could get his cell phone, the few people on the opposite side suddenly burst into laughter, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"A Qian, don't say that, this big bear is quite suitable for you." Ye Jiuliang quipped.

Ji Mingqian Petrochemical.

No wonder I have been painting for so long, it turned out to be a big bear.

Feng Yi looked at the big bear on Ji Mingqian's face and immediately became psychologically balanced.

"Actually, I painted it very well." Jiang Yisheng hugged his arms with both hands, looked at the "masterpiece" on their faces, and boasted himself.

Ji Mingqian laughed sinisterly when he heard this, "Mr. Feng, how are you a painter?"

Everyone present was full of talented people, Feng Yi smiled knowingly, "It's OK."

"What are you waiting for?"

After the words came, Ji Mingqian's body moved.

Jiang Yisheng thought it was not good, so he turned around and wanted to run away.

Two-on-one, use your toes to think about it and know the ending.

Feng Yi pulled Jiang Yisheng back and clamped the man on the sofa.

"Hey, how could you cheat like this?" He ran in a hurry, his white cheeks dizzy and a slight red color.

"Yi, is there anyone like you who is a brother like this?"

Feng Yi smiled evilly, "Who asked you to draw a turtle on my face? We are each other."

The faint fragrance of ink approached. As he raised his eyes, a black shadow approached from above, and the handsome face with clear edges magnified in front of him.

Looking at the big bear on the man's face, Jiang Yisheng couldn't laugh at this moment.

"Then what, I didn't draw a turtle for you." He said in tears, his slender legs fluttering around.

He howled at the top of his throat, "Cousin, Jiuliang, help me."

Ji Mingqian narrowed his black eyes dangerously. How better is the big bear than the turtle?

He pinched the brush and pinched his jaw to prevent him from moving.

"Don't worry, I'll draw you very well."

“…”

The familiar dialogue is just that he is the one who is suffering now.

Feng Yi smiled so much that he gloated, "Mingqian, draw another mouse."

mouse?

Jiang Yisheng's green eyes widened, and he had already given up struggling. When he heard the word "Rat", he didn't know where the power of the prehistoric world came from.

He broke free from Feng Yi's hand and struggled to escape.

"A Sheng, you..."

Caught out of control, he bent his long legs and the two of them who stood in front of him were unprepared and were both tripped.

The tall body lost its balance and smashed it down together.

"Bang--"

The weight of more than 300 kilograms was pressed on his body. Before Jiang Yisheng could scream, a slightly cool touch came from his forehead, and his bright green eyes suddenly widened.

On the opposite side, Ye Jiuliang was watching the fun, but unexpectedly, he suddenly came like this and looked shocked.

The atmosphere, strange silence.

On the sofa, the three people looked like a stacked arhats, and the luckiest one was Feng Yi on the top.

Feng Yi reacted and quickly got up and helped him pull Ji Mingqian up.

"Damn, the mandibles' jaw bones are about to break." Ji Mingqian rubbed his chin and pursed his thin lips tightly.

"A Sheng, are you okay?" Feng Yi saw Jiang Yisheng's stunned look and reached out to pull him up

"Why are you so red in your face? Did you hurt someone just now?"

He and Ji Mingqian combined are quite serious. Could it be that they have suffered internal injuries?

Jiang Yisheng came to his senses and noticed that no one noticed the little accident just now, and the crimson on his face faded slightly.

He coughed lightly, "It's okay."

He glanced at Ji Mingqian with the corner of his eyes and saw that he kept rubbing his chin, "Are you okay? Do you want to wipe it with some medicinal oil?"

Upon hearing this, Ji Mingqian looked over and touched a small bruise on his forehead and said to his mouth to make fun of it.

"You'd better care about yourself first."

Jiang Yisheng was confused, "What?"

"Your forehead." He reminded.

Jiang Yisheng felt it and touched his forehead. When he touched the bruised position, he couldn't help but bare his teeth.

His skin was whiter and a little bruised was particularly eye-catching.
To be continued...