I Became the Villain’s Own Daughter

Mu Qi knew that Lu Junhan and the others must be watching the live broadcast now.

With the idea of ​​not offending the other party and thinking of Lu Junhan as a pig, he was about to say that he had never seen him—

He really had never seen it before. What he had seen was Lu Junhan, not Lu Junhan who looked like a pig.

After all, everyone knows how small-minded Lu Junhan is, how vengeful he is, and he will pay for his anger. Xiao Luli said that her father is a pig, but he is his own daughter, and he can't be killed no matter what.

But he is different.

He didn't want to be chased and killed by Lu Junhan's people as soon as he entered Haicheng in the future.

But just as she was about to say this, Lan Xi noticed it. She stabbed Mu Qi with her elbow and warned him not to do anything bad. They were still waiting to cheat money. Even Elder Shen was squinting. Dangerously stared at him.

Mu Qi: "..."

Forget it, just hunt and kill, otherwise he is afraid that he will not survive today.

So, Mu Qi drooped his eyes to the little girl's big, clear eyes that were expecting and ignorant, and said with a smile, "I have seen it, of course I have seen it."

Little Loli was not surprised at all.

Instead, he straightened his little chest, raised his little chin slightly, and showed a proud and proud expression on Little Fatty's face, "I knew it was like this, there is no way a ghost doesn't know my father, unless he was blind just now". .

Mu Qi: "..."

Painted like that pig, really only ghosts like us know your father.

"Uncle, we've drawn it too!"

Seeing that Xiao Luli had already handed in the "homework", the other three friends quickly handed over the sketches in their hands.

Qu Qianqian was a little afraid of the ghost uncle whose eyes fell out. Although Mu Qi's two eyes were pressed back at this moment, it didn't seem that scary anymore, but the shadow when the eyes fell out just now was too great.

Qu Qianqian only dared to give the drawing to Xiao Luli, but did not dare to approach Mu Qi.

Xiao Luli happily shoved Qu Qianqian's sketch to Mu Qi, and asked him again:

"Uncle, this is sister Qianqian's father. Have you met sister Qianqian's father?"

Mu Qi was immersed in the shock of "what the hell are the paintings of Zhang Dazhuang and Jian Yi's sons".

Mu Qi has been chased and killed so many times in the past, and he has brushed past the god of death several times, but he can also talk and laugh lightly, as if death is not a big deal.

But this time, for the first time, a crack appeared on Mu Qi's perfect gentleman's expression, which was always dignified and smiling.

Zhang Yiming painted a car that had nothing to do with Zhang Dazhuang's appearance.

The most important thing is that the car is still ugly, the front lights are painted like eyes, the rearview mirror of the car is the ears, and the four wheels look like legs.

At first glance, it looks like a dog.

Jian Xiyan was even more ruthless. He drew a circle and painted it all in black, probably because he was afraid that Mu Qi's IQ would not be able to keep up with him. Jian Xiyan also remarked a line next to it:

Dad's head.

Dad's.

head.

Still an all black head.

Mu Qi: "..."

Zhang Yiming and Jian Xiyan were still looking forward to asking, "Uncle Ghost, have you met our father?"

Mu Qi: "..."

He's still blind.

[Hahaha, I feel like this ghost is about to shut itself off. 】

[No, what kind of ghost did Brother Yiming draw, is it a car or a dog? 】

[Hahaha, in short, it's not Zhang's father, right? 】

[I guess brother Yiming painted his father sleeping on his stomach, but I can't remember it clearly. It happened that brother Yiming likes to play with cars. He may think that the car looks a bit like his father sleeping on his stomach. So combine the two! 】

[I think so too, but what I can't understand is the head painted by Xiyan brother. No nose, eyes, and ears, so I won't talk about it for the time being, but why is this head all black? Is it because Jane's father used to have a dark face? 】

[Hahaha, isn't it because Xi Yan's younger brother doesn't remember what his father looks like, so he drew the back of his father's head? 】

[Eh, it's really possible. 】

[Well... After Dad Lu turned off the live broadcast, Dad Zhang and Dad also closed the live broadcast just now, hahaha, I feel that they don't want to be rescued at all. 】

[Not only do they not want to be rescued, but they also want to rush out and beat the children hahaha! 】

[Wuwuwu now I hope that the actor of the song can hold on! 】

[Emperor Qu should be able to do it, actor Qu likes his daughter so much, maybe Qu Qianqian painted him like a piece of shit, and film emperor Qu would think this is proof that Qu Qianqian loves him! Hey... my daughter can't be hurt! 】

Of course Qu Sinian could hold on.

It's not because he is a daughter slave, he can copy everything Qu Qianqian has.

But because he has confidence, Qu Qianqian can draw him well.

Because he has taught Qu Qianqian many times to draw him.

In the beginning, Qu Qianqian did paint like shit, or even worse than shit, which made Qu Sinian autistic for several days.

But under Qu Sinian's many hands-on teachings, Qu Qianqian's writings already have a preliminary human appearance.

Qu Si Nian has been very satisfied.

Especially seeing Xiao Luli's pig, Zhang Yiming's dog, and Jian Xiyan's black head, Qu Sinian was even more satisfied with Qu Qianqian's person.

After all, he is still a person.

He looked at the fair-faced, beautiful Qu Qianqian in the live broadcast room, her thin lips with a shallow smile, and her eyes were filled with indescribable tenderness and pride.

After that, he turned to look at Lu Junhan who was sitting on the other sofa:

Lu Junhan folded his slender hands and sat on the sofa in an elegant and dignified posture, his eyes closed with a light expression;

Zhang Dazhuang sat next to Lu Junhan, he didn't think about it, how could he become a dog!

In the end, he couldn't hold back, and got up and punched the wall.

And Jian Yi, who was sitting next to Zhang Dazhuang, had a dull expression on his face, and his expression became even duller. At this moment, he had no emotion at all, just a dead face with a standard expressionless face.

Qu Sinian was stunned for a moment, as if a little puzzled, and smiled slightly:

"No...do you have to do this?"

Lu Junhan and Jian Yi raised their eyes and glanced at him lightly, naturally not ignoring the obscure show between Qu Sinian's brows and eyes.

Qu Sinian has always been clear and cold to the outside world, like a flower on a high mountain, which cannot be climbed high. Only when he encounters Qu Qianqian's incident will he have such a big change in expression, and even his eyes are completely indifferent. In line with his arrogant personality, he is proud of himself.

Obviously, he is very sure that Qu Qianqian can draw him well.

Jian Yi pulled his thin lips expressionlessly.

Oh, the villain is proud, but that's it.

On the other hand, Zhang Dazhuang was stunned by Qu Sinian's calm, even smiling expression.

He turned his head in surprise: "Emperor Qu, aren't you worried about what you will be painted as?"

Judging from the sketches of Xiao Luli, Jian Xiyan, and that stinky boy from his family, Qu Qianqian's painting level should be similar to the other three.

It's amazing that Qu Sinian actually laughed.

"What's there to worry about,"

Although Qu Sinian can't wait to tell the world how good his precious daughter is and how good he is at drawing his father.

Moreover, from the fact that Qu Qianqian is so good at painting him, it also reflects how much Qu Qianqian loves him.

But in the end, Qu Sinian endured it, his tone was modest and reserved, but he said confidently and proudly, "It's impossible for my baby to paint me like a piece of shit."

【Three shifts. Next chapter, see you in the morning. Let’s talk about it, the early morning does not mean 12:00 in the morning, it is likely to be sent at one or two o’clock in the middle of the night, it is possible, so get up in the morning and watch. 】