That silver bell-like smile and his stunning face, Qin Mo couldn't help but take a look.

Realizing that Qin Mo was peeking at him, Xiao Miaozhen quickly stopped smiling, "What are you painting? I have never seen this way of painting before!"

Qin Mo took the pen, picked up the drawing paper, and handed it to Xiao Wu, "Brother, look at you, you look like a bear, not cute at all. Is it much more cute if I draw like this?"

Xiao Wu was so angry that he was angry, "A real man is to be majestic and mighty, and to be cute!"

"You don't understand. Every real man lives in his heart. You have to try to release your nature!" Qin Mo patted his shoulder, then walked over and answered Xiao Miaozhen's question, "Aunt, this is called abstraction, The painting method is to focus on highlighting one person's characteristics and abstracting other places."

As he said that, he picked up the pen and drew a woman. Who else could it be if it weren't Xier?

He blew the ink traces, "Sister Xier, look, how cute. Who wouldn't want to look at this painting after seeing it? If you see me, your soul will be gone!"

Xier's lips unconsciously raised, but soon, she realized, "You are so ugly that you are not allowed to draw next time!"

Qin Mo was upset, "It's obviously very good-looking. If it's not good-looking, it must be that there is something wrong with your eyes, or it's just that the person is not good-looking!"

Xier was so angry that she said, "Miss, look at him. I took good care of him for two days. He said I was ugly!"

"Okay, Xi'er, although this painting is playful, it's quite interesting. Don't pick on it!" Xiao Miaozhen said: "Xiaobao, you can draw abstractly, what about those serious paintings?"

"Without, aunt, why don't you sit there and I'll draw it for you? It's guaranteed to look good!"

Xiao Miaozhen was a little moved and hesitant. Seeing this, Qin Mo said, "We can discuss painting skills. It is unbearable to build a car behind closed doors. Aunt, you have such a good painting. I'll give me some advice when the time comes!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Miaozhen nodded, "Okay!"

She sat by the window, feeling a little nervous inexplicably. It was the first time she was carefully looked at by a man.

Xiao Wu's teeth were about to be broken. Seeing Qin Mo so blatantly, he thought to himself, "Damn it, I will definitely find an opportunity to crush your hand in the future so that you will never draw it in your life!"

I was angry in my heart, but I didn't show any signs on my face.

Looking at the picture of the man, I wish I could tear it up immediately.

Qin Mo started drawing carefully, time passed by, Xiao Miaozhen was tired of sitting, "Isn't it okay?"

"Auntie right now!"

Qin Mo wiped the sweat from his forehead and made the last stroke, "Okay, aunt!"

Xiao Miaozhen got up and walked over. Looking at the person who was nine points on the drawing paper, she was really shocked, "What kind of painting method is this? Why is it so realistic?"

"Aunt, this is called realistic painting!" Qin Mo smiled.

Xier and Xiao Wu were also stunned. They were actually so well-drawn!

Xiao Miaozhen looked at Qin Mo deeply, "This painting method is a genius, and scholars from Jiangnan are indeed extraordinary!"

"Auntie too much, I usually think about it and play with it." Qin Mo smiled, "I like it, aunt!"

Xiao Miaozhen looked at the person on the drawing paper and said, "It's great!"

"Auntie likes it!"

Qin Mo touched his chin, "It's not bad, but I still feel that something is missing!"

"What's missing?" Xiao Miao was really puzzled.

Qin Mo picked up his pen again and wrote in the narration, "The clouds think about clothes, flowers think about appearance, and the spring breeze blows through the threshold and the dew is thick. If it weren't for the group of jade mountains, they would meet under the moon on the Yao platform."

Xiao Miaozhen recited it softly, and her whole body trembled.

This poem praises her beauty, and even clouds and flowers want to dress her up.

The beautiful peony flowers look even more gorgeous in the crystal dew, and her beauty is really like a fairy. If you didn’t see her in the Yushan Mountains of the Fairyland, then you can only appreciate her face on the Queen Mother’s Jade Platform!

This little slip-on shot his hand and was a quatrain that was a heroic and powerful poem that covered the world of big dance!

From Liangzhou lyrics, to the farewell of old age, from the farewell of old age to the poem of urging makeup, to this eternal quatrain now.

How could a talented person describe it?

She sighed at Qin Mo's talent, and also understood that this little slippery head was pretending.

She knew even more that she had gradually gained the trust of Xiaoxiaotou.

"What is this poem called?" She didn't even notice that her voice was trembling!

Qin Mo smiled and left a line of words on it, "Give it to Aunt Miaozhen!"

Signature: Little White Dragon in the Wave!

It’s a little slippery head, I don’t even want to leave a fake name, I’m afraid of losing!

Xiao Miaozhen smiled secretly.

But the weight of this poem is too heavy, if one day it will be known to the world.

Xiao Miaozhen will be remembered forever.

Everyone in the world wants to see her face!

"This little white dragon is your pseudonym?"

"Smart, aunt!" Qin Mo smiled embarrassedly, "I didn't do well, I'm laughing!"

Xiao Miaozhen was speechless. He was not doing well. Ninety-nine percent of the literati in this world had to reflect on whether he had read books to dogs over the years.

"Aunt, this is my gift to you. I hope you like it!" Qin Mo said.

Xiao Miaozhen shook her head, "This painting and this poem are too expensive, I can't accept it!"

"Auntie, whether it is poetry or painting, it doesn't matter. What matters is Xiaobao's intention. If you refuse, I will feel very uncomfortable!" Qin Mo said anxiously.

"Oh, then... I'll accept it!" After pondering for a while, Xiao Miaozhen accepted this special gift.

Afterwards, the two began to discuss painting skills and completely forgot Xiao Wu and Xier.

After a long time, the two stopped discussing, had lunch at the top of the mountain, and stayed until the evening was approaching before going down the mountain.

After two or three days of testing and communication, Qin Mo realized that he had already become one step closer to Xiao Miaozhen.

Moreover, he has eaten well in the past three days and his injuries have recovered quickly.

The heavy snow has stopped, but if you have to wait until the snow melts, it will take at least ten days.

It was the Chinese New Year at that time.

Calculate the time, his father should be home now.

I must be particularly anxious if I didn't look at him.

The capital city is probably in chaos.

In Bishui Villa, my aunt, who is like a fairy every day, draws paintings, writes poems, chats and talks, but... he is really not in a mood.

I still have to take the risk of leaving. If I can't walk, I will do a sled.

Thinking of this, Qin Mo found Xiao Miaozhen, "Aunt, I want to leave here!"

Xiao Miaozhen frowned, "Okay, why don't you do if you leave? Although the snow has stopped now, the road has been blocked. If you leave rashly, something will easily happen!"
Chapter completed!