"Well, well, you have said a lot, full of anger, I see you say it again is really about to explode." Mu Qingge said that she couldn't stop her anger, patted her on the shoulder and said in a warm voice: "good spring cold, calm down, give me that pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

The spring cold suppresses the anger, is very puzzled to Mu Qingge's instruction, "young lady, you want to write the list again? Don't we already have medicine? "

"Not a list." Mu Qingge fingers slightly bent, the index finger and the middle finger have not once knocked on the table, smile does not reach the bottom of the eye, the voice is very soft way: "I want to write a love letter."

"Love, love letter?" Chun Han was stunned by the words of Mu Qingge, and forgot to take the pen, ink, paper and inkstone. "Little Miss, do you... Have a lover?"

What a fool!

When did she have a lover?

Mu Qingge has goose bumps on the adjective Chunhan, "it's for my lover, but it's not my lover."

"Ah?" Chunhan was puzzled: "what do you mean?"

"Silly Chunhan, you'll know later. Go and get me some ink, ink, paper and inkstone first, and I'll start to write as soon as I have a clue."

"... oh." Spring cold always feel strange, but still obedient to take ink paper inkstone.

And mu Qingge is thinking carefully.

After a while, Chunhan brought her pen, ink, paper and inkstone. She was still grinding ink. With a smile, she waved to Chunhan: "good Chunhan, have you finished grinding ink?"

"Almost." Chunhan answers and moves things to muqingge. Muqingge reaches for the paper and takes the brush from Chunhan.

"Are you going to start writing, miss?"

"Well." Mu Qingge answers, slightly tilts his lips, then droops his head and begins to write.

The number of words she wrote this time is not much. She wrote a few lines of words on a thin page. Before Chunhan could react, muqingge had stopped writing.

Put pen, mu Qingge flat paper, buccal, mouth gently out of breath, blowing on the paper.

Chunhan is very surprised at her actions, "Miss, just write so little?"

Mu Qingge felt that the handwriting should be almost done, so he stopped and said, "OK." Love letter, words do not need to be more, as long as the words are enough to people... Spring. Heart. Swing. Yang is good!

However, with a love letter to make a playboy spring. Heart. Swing. Yang almost climate, harm under a bit heavy.

Thinking about this, she rubbed her hands and suddenly laughed. She said to Chunhan, "Chunhan, is there any color ink for painting?"

She, the young lady of her family is so treacherous!

Chunhan was about to ask her daughter why she was so cunning when she heard that she was stunned. After a while, she yelled: "caimo?! Miss Daren, do you want to paint? "

It's shocking enough for a blind man to know how to write. She even knows how to draw?!

How does she feel that her young lady has a kind of rhythm to go against the sky?

"That's smart. That's right." Mu Qingge gives Chunhan a snap finger and says with a smile: "come on, find the ink."

"Oh ~ ~" Chunhan was shocked so that the whole person was dull and left.

When Chunhan left, mu Qingge's fingertips moved, and a ball of powder was dyed on the wet brush silently

……

Chunhan was still very quick. In a short time, she got the color ink.

She asked, "Miss, how many colors have I got?"

"Do you have red?"

"Yes."

"It's good to have this color and black ink, and the others are dispensable." Mu Qingge said, "come here, I'll tell you how to color. You can help me adjust the color."

"Good."

Next, they spent about a quarter of an hour to color. After the color was almost the same, mu Qingge said to Chunhan, "don't open your eyes, don't look."

Chunhan blinked, "why don't you look?"

"Because I can't see it." I'm afraid she's going to have eye acupuncture.

"Oh." Spring cold smell speech had to face don't open.

In fact, she really wanted to see it. She had never seen her daughter draw a picture. Although she thought it would not be very good, she was still looking forward to it.

Mu Qingge chose a piece of paper which was bigger than the fourth open, arranged it, and began to paint.

She is also very fast painting, waving brush Shua Shua Shua Shua is only about two quarters of an hour, she was very satisfied with the stop of the pen.

Chunhan felt her action, involuntarily turned back and asked: "Miss, ready..." before she finished her words, she just glanced at the paper painted by muqingge, her eyes suddenly widened, and "ah ah" screamed!

Then quickly cover open eyes, quickly turned his head!

Mu Qingge gently rolled up his sleeve and put his pen in place. He shook his head and sighed to Chunhan's scream: "Why are you disobedient? You don't want to see it, but you want to see it..."

"Miss!" Chunhan was so aggrieved that he was about to cry, "how can you draw such things?"

She really can't believe that her young lady can draw something like that - a bed, and... Two naked men and women!

What the crime wants is that the two men and women are still holding together, doing something that she can see at a glance even if she doesn't understand human affairs!

Ah, what a shame!

When did the invisible lady of her family become so... Evil?

"I think it's a good thing." Mu Qingge smiles and says to Chunhan, "since you've seen it, why don't you look more carefully and help me to see where there are flaws?"

Then she took up the paper, which was about one meter long, and spread it out, intending to let Chunhan take a close look at it for her.

"Ah Chunhan glanced at it and screamed again. He quickly covered his eyes with both hands and stamped his feet. "My good lady, please don't let me see it. I really don't want to see it..."

However, I have to say that her painting is too vivid, better than many painters, and too realistic., That's why she

"Well, well, if you don't look, you won't look." Chunhan's reaction has made her understand that what she drew should have knocked down the effect.

After that, she saw that the ink on it was almost bold, so she rolled up the painting carefully.

Seeing her movements, Chunhan couldn't help asking, "what do you want to do, miss?"

"Chunhan, you are wrong." Mu Qingge blinked innocently, "it's not what I want to do, but what I want others to do together."

Oh!

Isn't Mu Meimei a perfect match for Duan Shizi, a blind man and a prodigal man?

But she said wrong, blind people are never with prodigal, only wave ~ female, is most with prodigal ah!