Pampered Fei Brimming with Cuteness

He opened the curtains and saw that a woman was slamming into his car. A delicate little ankle smashed twice and vented his anger.

However, the gorgeous momentum has not yet swelled, it has become a terrible roar: "Hey--"

Damn, I forgot, the ancient rut was not plastic... I killed her...

Qian Duodu complained in his heart, licking one leg and leaving the carriage with a hop.

... Duo's dividing line...

Since returning to the door, the mood of Qian Duodu has been very low. I have locked myself in the garden and I am not willing to go out for a walk. It is not a curse. I am obsessed with painting.

Xiao Ruo holding a portrait that was discarded by the lady, sighed two times. When she went out, she saw Long Yutian, who came in the yard. She quickly stepped forward and blessed her body: " Wang Ye is auspicious."

"What about that woman?"

Xiaoruo of course knows who the ‘the woman’ in the mouth of the prince is, and smiles and says: “Miss paints in the room, the slave has just sneaked a glimpse, the lady seems to be painting you...”

"Just said that the lady said that she was in a bad mood and would not let anyone go in and bother."

"She is in a bad mood?" Long Yutian picked up his eyebrows.

"Well, Miss said she was bitten by a dog..."

"Well... you go on." Long Yutian's tone is very light, and his face is as calm as ever.

Ignore the phrase 'bitten by a dog', but my heart is happy.

These days, the palace is quiet and surprising, everything is in accordance with the rules, Long Yutian always feels that something is missing, and finally found that the original money blossoms do not make trouble...

But according to her temper, such silence, is it sick?

So Long Yutian went early, the first thing went to the Ningyuan to see her, but I did not expect to hear such an unexpected news.

This woman actually secretly painted her own portrait?

I obviously like myself, but I just refuse to approach myself.

The mouth is the heart, the desire to squat, it is a good wrist, but it is such a good wrist, let Long Yutian feel that he does not seem to hate her so much... even, can accept her...

Long Yutian narcissistic touched his handsome face, and opened the door with a particularly good mood.

However, the scene that appeared in front of him was quite different from his imagination, and even made him laugh and cry.

On the wall in the room, there is indeed a portrait hanging in the distance. The five-legged figure is very similar, wearing a dark green robes...

But... how is the texture of the robes so strange... seems to be a green turtle shell?

Then look at the people's money blossoming, squatting on the soft couch, cocked Erlang legs, holding a few small darts in his hand, squinting, aiming at the target of the wall '嗖-'--- -

"Hey! Shoot the head of Long Yutian!"

"Hey! Shoot the turtle shell of Long Yutian!"

"Hey! Shoot it -"

The excitement of cheering stopped abruptly, and Long Yutian shifted his gaze from the body of Qian Duo Duo to the horrible portrait of the darts, trying to see where her last dart was shot.

result...

Qian Duo Duo: "Oh... miserable Long Yutian, God is sorrowful that you are ugly, even let you break the grandson, shoot on your soft palate... I mourn for you... sing a song ..."