Ji Xingchuan looked at the black screen and felt a little disappointed, but he still politely handed the tablet to Mu Nianxiao's hand: "Uncle Nianxiao, thank you!"
Mu Nianxiao is still painting, and the painting is of a very beautiful woman whom he has seen in photos. She is Little Princess Mu¡¯s aunt.
He felt that the little princess was very beautiful, and he found a topic with admiration: "She is as beautiful as my mother."
Mu Nianxiao raised his head, looking slightly startled, "Really?"
Ji Xingchuan nodded affirmatively: "Well, I will marry her when I grow up!"
Mu Nianxiao¡¯s eyebrows were raised, ¡°Why did you marry her?¡±
¡°She is so good-looking! I have many photos of her and you at home!¡±
Mu Nianxiao¡¯s expression paused slightly!
He recognized Ji Xingchuan at a glance because he accidentally saw it on the screensaver of Ji Xia's computer not long ago.
However, Ji Xingchuan has never seen himself, but the other party can accurately recognize him and call his name. This is actually full of doubts.
He stopped the brush in his hand and asked gently: "You know me because you have my photo at home?"
Ji Xingchuan nodded: "Well, there are a lot of photos locked in Mommy's safe. Many of them are about you and Princess Mu Oh, and there are many of her military photos!"
Mu Nianxiao Moran¡¯s brows furrowed silently and asked, ¡°What did she tell you?¡±
¡°She said that a woman must live like Princess Mu to be happy, so she told me to be nicer to my woman when I grow up!¡±
Mu Nianxiao hummed, rarely giving him a good look: "Your mommy is right!"
¡°Perhaps it was the faint smile on the corner of the man¡¯s mouth that made the child suddenly want to get close to him, or maybe the child couldn¡¯t resist the desire to get close to the man.
Ji Xingchuan suddenly slid down from his seat, took two steps in the direction of Mu Nianxiao, and stood in front of him properly.
Because the light was blocked, the man's gaze dropped slightly on the drawing board and then lifted up.
His eyes were deep, like the mighty sea, gleaming and distant, "Huh?"
Ji Xingchuan was a little frightened by his gaze, but he bravely met his dark gaze and said, "Uncle Nianxiao, your painting is so good!"
Nice words can always move people¡¯s hearts, let alone an ignorant and fearless child!
Good-looking children, even little boys, receive special treatment.
Just like Mu Nianxiao, he could refuse to communicate with him, but he still didn't feel cruel.
His thin lips moved slightly and he gave a cold hum.
Seeing the man talking to him, Ji Xingchuan became bolder.
He stretched out his fat and creamy finger and pointed at the portrait of a beautiful woman on the screen, "Do you like her?"
Mu Nianxiao was naturally not bored enough to discuss the subject of who he liked with a child. His eyes were slightly dazed and he did not answer.
At this moment, the child said in an orderly and youthful manner, "Actually, I can see that you like her very much. Gu Cian likes me very much, so she often draws my portraits. But I don't like her, she is very noisy, and the painting The painting doesn¡¯t look good either, it makes me look ugly!¡±
Hearing this, Mu Nianxiao called over the fat middle-aged man and motioned him to take the drawing board back, rarely talking to him with great interest.
He smiled and asked: "Do you know what you like and what you don't like?"
Ji Xingchuan blinked his beautiful eyes, and a proud smile appeared on his handsome face, "Of course! I like it because I don't like talking to strangers but I am willing to tell you, that is like it; just like I obviously I don¡¯t like to eat red pork but mommy wants me to eat it, so I¡¯ll eat it!¡± (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com