Just when he thought it was over here and the woman wouldn't think of him again, suddenly

Luo Qingtong's eyes lit up fiercely, looked at a place in front of him and shouted, "Qianyu, go, let's go and have a look!"

Her words were uttered. In an instant, the night Qianyu also followed her eyes and saw the place. Then, his face was fierce black.

It's really dark this time. It's even darker than when he was dressed as Laurie and put on pearls!

His face is almost blue.

"No!"

"Don't think about fooling me anymore," he said, almost biting his teeth

"This thing, absolutely not!"

For nothing else, what Luo Qingtong likes is a painting stall!

It's the stalls that paint people!

What does this woman want?

Draw what he looks like now? Then take it out if you have nothing to do in the future, and remind him of such a black history by the way?

The veins on the forehead of yeqianyu are about to burst out.

Without a word, he turned and left.

Luo Qingtong quickly grabbed him and cried pitifully, "just leave a souvenir!"

"You're wearing a headdress anyway."

"If I don't have a daughter in the future, I can take it out from time to time!"

Then treasure it by the way!

Yes, Luo Qingtong's call is the idea that yeqianyu said.

I can't help it. This opportunity is really rare.

You know, when she became a little silver fox the night before yesterday, she didn't seize the opportunity to draw a picture for him to stay and observe. It's a lifelong regret, okay?

No matter what happens this time, we should leave a souvenir!

Luo Qingtong didn't even want his evil spirit bully this time. He kept selling pity in front of thousands of people at night.

Anyway, it's my own man, and I don't lose face.

And she'll change her face. Who knows her?

Therefore, outsiders only saw an old man in black robes, with a pitiful face, holding a lovely fairy in his arms to sell miserably.

Passers-by looked at the strange combination of the two, and suddenly cast curious eyes one after another.

And the night Qianyu's face was iron blue, and he clenched his teeth secretly in his heart: this woman, he shouldn't have been soft hearted before!

However, having said that, yeqianyu was always cruel to Luo Qingtong.

Especially after the passers-by seemed to understand their dispute, he immediately said, "Hey, I said little girl, just promise your grandpa."

"Yes, isn't it just to draw a picture?"

"The little girl is very beautiful. Draw a picture and let your grandpa keep it for a thought in the future."

"When you grow up and get married, you will be someone else's family!"

"Yes, yes."

All the people were admonishing.

And the complexion of night Qianyu is that the more you listen to it, the darker you listen to it.

Who's the little girl?

Who's getting married?!

This one here is his daughter-in-law, not his grandfather!

The night's thousands of Qi make the liver ache.

He was afraid that he would kill all these people if he stayed here again. He immediately took Luo Qingtong and turned around and sat on the painting stand.

"Draw!"

His face was frighteningly dark.

While Luo Qingtong sat beside him, holding back a smile and dared not laugh out loud. He was afraid that thousands of people in the night would become angry and lose everything.

"Cough."

She coughed at the stall owner and said, "just draw one for us."

"The two of us draw together."