Chapter 723

Muqi knows that Lu Junhan and they must be watching the live broadcast now.

With the idea of not offending each other and regarding Lu Junhan as a pig, he is about to say that he has never seen him before -

he has never seen Lu Junhan, not a pig like Lu Junhan.

After all, everyone knows how small Lu Junhan's heart is, how much revenge he has, and how much revenge he has. Xiao Lu Li says that her father is a pig, and at least her own daughter, so she can't die.

But he was different.

He doesn't want to be chased by Lu Junhan's people as soon as he enters Haicheng.

But this words just about to say, was noticed by Lanxi, her elbow mercilessly poked Muqi, warning him not to do bad things, they are still waiting to cheat money, even Shen old all in one side squint eyes, dangerous stare at him.

Mu Qi: "I'm not sure."

Forget it, just chase after him, or he's afraid he won't survive today.

So, Muqi drooped his eyes and looked forward to the little girl's big clear eyes. He said with a smile: "yes, of course I have."

Little Laurie wasn't surprised at all.

On the contrary, he straightened his small chest, raised his chin slightly, and showed a proud expression on his fat face: "I knew it was like this. There could be no ghost who didn't know my father, unless he was blind just now.".

Mu Qi: "I'm not sure."

It's like that pig. Only ghosts like us know your father.

"Uncle, we've done it, too!"

See small Lu pear has handed in "homework", the other three small partners quickly hand over the hand of the painting in the past.

Qu Qianqian is a little afraid of the ghost uncle whose eyes fall out. Although Muqi's two eyes are pressed back now, it seems that they are not so terrible, but the shadow is too big when the eyes fall down just now.

Qu Qianqian only dares to give the painting to Xiao Lu Li, but does not dare to approach Mu Qi.

Xiaolu Li happily passes Qu Qianqian's painting to Muqi, and then asks him:

"uncle, this is Qianqian's sister's father. Oh, have you ever seen Qianqian's sister's father?"

Muqi is immersed in the shock of "what the hell the son of Zhang Dazhuang and Jian Yi painted.".

In the past, Muqi has been chased and killed so many times, and he has passed death several times, but he can also talk and laugh quietly, as if death is not a big deal.

But this time, Muqi's perfect gentleman's expression, which has always been a modest smile, appeared a crack for the first time.

Zhang Yiming's painting is a car that has nothing to do with Zhang Dazhuang's appearance.

The most important thing is that the car is still very ugly. The front lights are painted like eyes. The rear-view mirror of the car is ears. The four wheels look like legs.

At first glance, it looks like a dog.

But Jianxi's proverb is even more cruel. He draws a circle with black inside, probably because he is afraid that Muqi's IQ will not keep up with him. Jianxi's proverb also notes a line beside it:

dad's head.

Dad's.

Head.

It's all black.

Mu Qi

Zhang Yiming and Jian Xiyan are still waiting to ask: "Uncle ghost, have you met our father?"

Mu Qi

He had better be blind.

[ha ha ha, I feel that this ghost is going to be autistic. 】

[no, what kind of ghost does brother Yiming draw? Is it a car or a dog? 】

[hahaha, in a word, it's not father Zhang, right! 】

[I guess brother Yiming painted his father sleeping on his stomach, but I can't remember clearly. Brother Yiming just likes to play with cars. Maybe he thinks cars are a bit like his father sleeping on his stomach, so we should combine the two! 】

[I think so too, but what I can't understand is the head painted by brother Xiyan. If you don't have your nose, eyes and ears, I won't talk about them for the time being, but why is the head completely black? Is it because father Jane used to be black? 】Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha? 】

[well, it's really possible. 】

[well After father Lu turned off the live broadcast, father Zhang and father Jane also turned off the live broadcast just now. Hahaha, I feel that they don't want to be saved at all. 】

[they not only don't want to be saved, but also want to rush out of the door to beat the children, hahaha! 】

[Wuwuwuwu, now I hope that Qu Yingdi can hold on! 】

[Qu Yingdi should be OK. Qu Yingdi likes his daughter so much. Maybe Qu Qianqian has painted him as a piece of shit. Qu Yingdi will think that this is the evidence that Qu Qianqian loves him! Ah I can't afford to hurt my daughter! 】

of course, Qu Sinian can hold on.

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

It's because he is confident that Qu Qianqian can draw him well.

Because he taught Qu Qianqian how to draw him many times before.At the beginning, Qu Qianqian did draw the same as or even worse than the lump of excrement, which made Qu Sinian autistic for several days.

However, under Qu Sinian's many hands-on instruction, Qu Qianqian's writing of him has a preliminary human form.

Qusnian has been very satisfied.

In particular, seeing the pig of Xiaolu Li, the dog of Zhang Yiming, and the black head of Jian Xiyan, Qu Sinian is more satisfied with Qu Qianqian's human style than with her.

At least he is a person.

He looked at Qu Qianqian in the studio with a white face and a bright smile on her thin lips. Her eyes were full of unspeakable tenderness and pride.

After that, he turned his head and looked at Lu Junhan sitting on another sofa, the three of them:

Lu Junhan's slender hands overlapped, sitting elegantly on the sofa, with a faint expression of closing his eyes;

Zhang Dazhuang sat next to Lu Junhan, how could he become a dog!

Finally, I couldn't help it. I got up and hit the wall one by one.

Jian Yi, who is sitting next to Zhang Dazhuang, is even more apathetic on her face. Now she has no emotion at all. She is a standard dead face with no expression.

Qu Sinian was stunned and seemed puzzled. He said with a smile:

"no Do you have to? "

Lu Junhan and Jian Yi glanced at him lightly. Naturally, they didn't ignore the subtle show off between Qu Sinian's eyes.

Qu Sinian has always been cold and pure, just like a flower of kaolin. He can't climb high. Only when he meets Qu Qianqian can he have such a big change in his expression. Even his eyes are full of pride that doesn't conform to his high cold personality.

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

Jian Yi's expressionless face pulled her thin lip.

Oh, the villain gets his ambition, but that's all.

But Zhang Dazhuang was shocked by Qu Sinian's calm, even smiling expression.

He turned his head in surprise: "Qu Yingdi, don't you worry about what you will be painted like?"

Judging from Lu Li, Jian Xiyan and the painting of his stinky boy, Qu Qianqian's painting level should be similar to the other three.

It's amazing that qusnian can still laugh.

"What's to worry about?"

although Qu Sinian wants to tell the world how good his baby daughter is and how he can draw his father.

What's more, the fact that Qu Qianqian can draw him shows how much Qu Qianqian loves him.

But in the end, Qu snian put up with it. He was modest and reserved, but he said with confidence and pride, "no matter what, my baby can't paint me like a piece of shit."

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