Chapter 1116

"Isn't that you've been thinking about that kid all day and ignoring me?" He murmured.

Xia Zhi didn't listen carefully. He took a look at him and continued to paint.

"Husband, you see, is this good-looking?"

She drew two cartoon versions of little characters on them. The man's suit was straight, the woman's skirt was flying, and she was holding a baby carved with powder and jade in her arms.

Cold day saw one eye, knew she wanted to express the meaning, the corner of the mouth twitched.

"Can't you make me look better?"

Xia Zhi chuckled and comforted him, "I'm not good at figure painting!"

You can only practice the cartoon version.

Lengtian snorted and pointed out, "then you can draw Leng Yicheng so well?"

Round, fleshy.

At first glance, it looks like Leng Yicheng.

Summer solstice funny look at him, come again, jealous with his son.

"Cartoon version of the painting is like this, ah, painting is such a lovely feeling!"

On a cold day, I leaned over to pick up one of her paintings and enjoyed it. When I saw that she drew the second one, the speed was still very fast. I saw that she had painted these paintings.

One day, when he saw her masterpiece in her notebook in the office, his face turned black.

"On the whole, it's pretty good!"

He boasted.

The summer solstice smiles, "do you want to draw a picture?"

He is so powerful that it's not easy to get his praise.

"Give it to me!"

In cold weather, he folded his sleeve, reached over and took over the paint and brush.

The summer solstice took a bigger box for him and put it on his leg. The cold boss showed his skill and painted seriously.

She was very excited to see him painting with her own eyes. She was really a beginner with her skillful technique.

Without a deep foundation, it is not so mature.

Her eyes were fixed on his gradually formed paintings, and her heart was warm.

It's a picture of her pushing a pram on a cold day.

Although it's a pity that I didn't take part in the baby's time, it's easy to satisfy them in these paintings.

"Husband, you're very good at painting!" She sniffed with emotion.

Cold day raised eyes to sweep her one eye, dipped in the next brush, changed a kind of pigment, began to draw the figure on the baby carriage.

When Xiazhi saw his son's mouth twitching, it was good.

It's definitely my father!

"What? I'm not good at drawing? " Cold day raised Mou to sweep her one eye, imposing manner is awe inspiring.

A strong sense of oppression hit her. She blinked and looked again. The baby in the pram was not ugly.

The miniature version of Leng Yicheng is lying on the stroller, eating his fingers, with a few grains of rice on his cheek.

It makes people feel greasy when they look at it.

"It's a good painting!"

She picked up the box, and the more she looked at it, the more charming it was. With the breath of life, she wanted to treasure it by herself.

I love it!

However, this is a gift for my son. His collection is the same as hers.

On a cold day, the corners of his mouth showed a touch of satisfaction, "do you want me to draw?"

"Yes!" She hastily answer a way, quickly put down this in the hand, again took a draw for him.

Leng Tian participated in Leng Yicheng's growing up. She didn't, so she wanted to see more of them.

He took a deep look at the moving little woman and continued to paint.

The next paintings were all with the three of them, and occasionally the old man and them appeared.

At the end of the painting, you can take a picture of the whole family.

Summer solstice can't put it down, squatting on the side of the box to see, squatting on the side to enjoy.

"Husband, you are so wonderful!"

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