"Are you angry?"
"no"
"It’s almost freezing," RuXiaoNan muttered.
Hearing this, the blue ink Yan evoked a little smile at the corner of his mouth. "This matter is not enough to make me angry."
If he had been angry about this for so many years, he would have been angry.
"I used to think that my father always looked down on me, but I couldn’t get his approval if I tried hard. Now I think it’s not that I can’t do well, but that he doesn’t want me to live well."
"He is blind!" Ru Xiaodong is bulging with anger
Looking at the little thing angrily, he laughed instead of complaining.
"Little thing, maybe I am really a monster. Are you afraid?"
Ru Xiaonan blinked his eyes. "Monster?"
Between the two generations, the word "monster" is the most she hears, and it is all added to her.
In modern times, wherever she goes, she will hear the word "people" calling her when she was in school, because she can always see things that others can’t. So her classmates say that she is cheating, and when she grows up, some people will stay away from her. Even in this world, she has become a beaver and a veritable "monster"
"How can you be a monster?" RuXiaoNan don’t understand
Qing Moyan didn’t answer her question directly but looked at her carefully. "Are you afraid if I am a monster?"
Ru Xiaonan’s cat’s eye bent over and kissed his side face.
"I know you are the best for me."
She said it from the bottom of her heart. Even though he was more cruel than cruel officials in others’ eyes, Yamaraja never hurt her.
She doesn’t understand those principles. She knows that he is good to himself, no matter what his status is or who he is.
Blue ink Yan looked at her for a long time and stretched out his hand to pull her to his leg and sat down.
"By the way, let the stupid dog deliver the letter for me before you …" He took out a piece of paper from his arms.
That’s when she left him a letter in a hurry.
"I taught you to practice Chinese characters for so long. What the hell are you writing these things?" Green ink Yan Zhan paper looks at paper with ghostly handwriting and a face of disgust.
RuXiaoNan secretly spat out his tongue. "These are not words, I draw them."
"painting?" Blue ink yan hand froze with writing paper.
This ghostly thing is actually a painting?
RuXiaoNan proudly pointed to the most two regiments. "This little man is me, and this one is your father … here is the carriage, which means he will take me to the palace …"
As RuXiaoNan explain green ink yan walking forehead fell into a long silence.
RuXiaoNan proudly said, "Shall I draw it clearly?" Turned to look at him, but was surprised to see that the green ink Yan Sheng could love her eyes closed.
"Qing Moyan, do you think I can’t draw well?"
Blue ink Yan corners of the mouth sobbed, and this painting can no longer be judged as good or not. Okay.
Surreal painting style … He really can’t accept it.
The carriage arrived at the red street and stopped at the back street of Qianlefang.
"Why don’t we go in through the main entrance?" RuXiaoNan asked.
Qing Moyan squinted at her. "Do you want to hear that we are walking around the red street together in the sky?"
Ru Xiaonan smiled, "I don’t care what I want to go shopping with you."
Blue ink Yan stretched out his hand and played a finger on her forehead. "Red Street is not a place for girls."
The two entered the back door of Qianle Square, where someone had been waiting and took them to the second floor.
The room was clean and the furnishings were plain, and there was no feeling of gaudiness. Ru Xiaonan was very surprised.