Although the drawing is fast, it is hard to compliment.

But fortunately, what he drew was this little boy, his deadly enemy, so he didn't need to draw a pretty one.

On the contrary, the uglier the painting, the better. He smiled while painting, a wicked smile.

He didn't care too much about the pictures drawn by the little boy, and he just took it for granted that the other party couldn't draw well.

When he was in school, most of the best painters in the class were girls. How good can a boy who is about his age draw well?

Of course he doesn't do what he thinks.

And Kang Weizhen couldn't stop her curiosity, she looked around...

When I saw the little boy draw well, first the pupils constricted, and the shock went deep into the soul, and then the strange feeling in my heart kept circling and became stronger and stronger.

Sheng An didn't know it. After finishing the painting, he held up the painting for the little boy to see, but found that the little boy didn't look at his painting. Not only that, but the little boy drew it with one hand, and the other hand was still hanging on Sheng Yang's hand. on the arm.

Sheng An frowned fiercely, drawing with one hand, how could he draw so well?

Is he despising himself?

Sheng An is used to being self-willed and reckless, plus he felt that he had been severely stimulated, so he naturally couldn't control his emotions. As soon as he raised his hand, he was about to raise his chubby fleshy fist, which was about to land on the little boy. But he was held tightly by someone!

It wasn't Sheng Yang who made the move, but...

Kang Weizhen held Sheng An's hand tightly, shaking with excitement, and then looked over with a sharp look, which made Sheng An frightened and almost peed on his pants.

"Big... big aunt... what's wrong with you?"

Kang Weizhen had a murderous look on her face, "What do you want to do?"

"I..." Sheng An was speechless, but he couldn't figure out why his aunt suddenly protected this little boy of unknown origin like this.

Kang Weizhen let go, Sheng An didn't dare to move anymore.

Kang Weizhen changed her face in a second, and put on a sweet smile, "Ah, Dennis!"

"Oops..." The little boy stuck out his tongue and took off his sunglasses, revealing a pair of blue eyes that seemed to hold stars and seas, "I was recognized."

Kang Weizhen went crazy instantly, the scene was like a fan meeting.

She liked Dennis' paintings very much, and she also liked this little cutie.

Unexpectedly, he actually came home.

It's also my fault that she didn't think of this at the time, so she didn't recognize it.

Sheng An didn't expect that the little boy who was clinging to his cousin turned out to be a talented little painter and a cutie in the world——Dennis, you know, grandma misses him very much, so he was stunned for a while, and then looked at the paintings made by the other party.

Sheng An: "..."

Well, he was the one who was abrupt. The paintings he draws with one hand are too stable.

What he painted was the eldest aunt, which was exactly the same as the eldest aunt, exactly like a real person was embedded in the painting, with the kind of soul.

But seeing Dennis pestering his cousin like that, Sheng An felt very sour in his heart, and regretted why he didn't listen to those professors and learn how to draw, otherwise he wouldn't be where he is now.

"Auntie, this painting is for you. It's a meeting gift." The talented little painter lived up to his reputation. Not only did he paint lifelikely in such a short period of time, but he also finished everything, and the details were well-detailed.

"Thank you, thank you..." Kang Weizhen held it in her hands like a treasure, and she liked it very much.

She is very fond of the cute little Dennis, but... let's get down to business...

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