Bone Painting Coroner

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Tang Si took him to a noodle stall on the roadside and sat down.

"It's comfortable to eat like this." Tang Si said.

Mo Ruo has a face, and the more she dislikes her eyes, the more she dislikes them.

He grabbed two chopsticks from the bamboo tube and poked it on the table.

He muttered in his mouth, "I think I'm so romantic, but I eat noodles here with a wild girl. I don't want to go to a good place. I come here."

As soon as he finished speaking, the opposite Tang Si knocked hard on his head.

"What's wrong with this place? How good is it here, and it's refreshing to eat, which is like you, even if you ran to that place to eat, you're not afraid of being choked by rouge."

"At least accompanied by beautiful women, it is very fragrant to eat."

"What's so good about those women?" she asked at the table.

"Everywhere is good, at least, they will not be like you, they will kill and kill."

"How can I kill it?"

"Another point, at least they won't be like you are now, on the street, they will blow up." Mo Ruo gave her countless white eyes.

Tang Si least likes to compare herself with others. She leans forward and leans her chin up. "You have a good look. Am I not as good as them? Where did I go? This girl looks better than them. ?"

The sound was very loud, and immediately caught the attention of people around.

One after another.

Mo Ruo felt that his face was gone, raised his hand to cover his face, and asked her, "Are you doing so angry?"

"Why do you say?" She stood up. "You elm head, don't you want me to speak clearly? Do you know?"

what?

Mo Ruo didn't understand, the woman ran away angrily.

What the hell is this?

The noodle chef just brought the two bowls of noodles up, "Master, your noodles."

He nodded, stared at the two bowls of noodles in front of him, but suddenly understood what he had.

Uh!

Exclaimed, "No?"

Will do!

Tang Si just likes you stupid boy!

Covered with a spirit, he quickly took out the silver and put it on the table, went to the brothel just now.

It's not craving for beauty, it's just a personal hobby.

He loves beauty, but he is not greedy.

After that day, Tang Si couldn't help but bow his head every time he saw him, and he always felt very shy. He was thinking of waiting for Mo Ruo's response, but the kid pretended not to know anything.

Pretend to be silly!

As for Jingrong, since the impact of cooking, he gave up the idea of ​​continuing cooking and changed to raising chickens.

I also vacated a yard and raised a hen. I stared at it every day and quickly grew up, feeding it every day, but later I found a chicken too boring, so I went out to hang out and buy When I came back to a rooster, I planned to make them in pairs, and the result was also conceivable. If I were not careful, the two chickens would be in groups of two and two, and they would be kept in the yard.

"Cuckoo" chicken screams flooded the entire yard.

At first, Jing Rong felt that the sound was beautiful, but when he got to the back, he could not stand the noise, and he felt annoyed. He simply threw the chicken breeding mess directly to Langpo.

Absolutely revenge!

It was because the last time that the congee accidentally interrupted his grandfather's good deeds, so much that he had to be treated like this.

Lang Bo sat on a large stone in the yard, holding a long bamboo stick in his hand, and poked it on the ground for a while.

In his mouth, he did not forget to complain, "Bring chickens and raise chickens. The chickens I bought are not raised."

At this point, he only dared to talk behind his back, if he could not dare to write in front of Jing Rong's face, otherwise, it would definitely be separated by five horses.

"Cuckoo~"

The mother chicken led the baby chickens in a line and swayed slowly in front of him.

"Call again? Calling again will kill you."

"Cuckoo~"

The leading hen cried with his little chickens around his feet.

He is absolutely right!

I dare not kill them.

Otherwise he will be buried,

As for the owner of the chicken, Ji Yunshu is pulling the house to practice painting.

He is good at writing, but if he wants to draw, he is completely an amateur.

Ji Yunshu was originally resting in the house, but he was dragged up by him. He had no choice but to teach him to draw the simplest bamboo. Jingrong was also a very careful child.

Be patient!

Strong academic desire!

The painted bamboo looked like chopsticks from the beginning, and when it finally became more and more shaped, the fellow was a little arrogant and volunteered to draw a portrait!

Therefore, Ji Yunshu was a model for the first time in his life.

Waiting motionlessly for him to paint.

About the time of a joss stick.

"All right!"

The portrait is complete.

He took the portrait with joy and showed it to her.

But the moment I saw the portrait, Ji Yunshu's heart collapsed.

The figures drawn are indeed individuals. They have noses, eyes, eyebrows and ears. They lack nothing, and their facial features are in the right position.

But these facial features are combined into one, but it is clearly not her way.

And looks ugly!

Who was this person, she did not recognize it for a long time.

Anyway, Ji Yunshu is also an elegant and light beauty.

I didn't want to undermine Jing Rong's confidence. He smiled and comforted, "At least, you used a good color."

Jing Rong understood what she meant, and her heart was traumatized again, so she lost her pen.

Who tm draws again, who is the dog.

After so many tossing, he finally felt relieved, and never tossed again.

Taking advantage of the good weather, he took Ji Yun to go boating properly.

Rafting on the lake!

A boat bamboo raft, a lake of lake, full of mood.

It should have been an opportunity for the two to be alone, but I heard that he was going to row a boat, and Mo Ruo also followed, and as soon as he followed, naturally Tang Si followed.

The bamboo raft was packed with people, and the boatman shook the bamboo raft and drifted all the way down the river.

Jing Rong sat on the stern with a jug of wine on hand, and Moruo sat on the bow with a jug of wine on his hand.,

Ji Yunshu and Tang Si were caught in the middle.

"The scenery is infinitely good!" Mo Ruo suddenly exhaled a sense of generalization.

"The rest of the people are not interested in being idle!" Jingrong accepted his words at the stern.

The implication is that this beautiful scenery, but more than Mo Ruo and Tang Si these two light bulbs.

Upon hearing the words, Mo Ruo laughed loudly, then he drank back to drink, and stopped talking.

But one can imagine how far Jing Rong's face smelled.

The dialogue between the two was only understood by Ji Yunshu, but Tang Si was stunned.

What is this about?

Shaking his head, it doesn't matter.

Anyway, she was overjoyed, because once she encountered water, she couldn't walk.

In Hou Liao, at a glance, in addition to the prairie or the prairie, being here is happier than having a good meal.

She took off her shoes directly, swayed her bare feet in the water, and from time to time picked up the water with her feet, photographed Moruo sitting on the bow of the boat.

The side face and back were covered with water, and Mo Ruo didn't care, and continued to drink.

Like a robot.