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

Realizing that Qin Mo was peeking at him, Xiao Miaozhen quickly stopped laughing and said, "What are you painting? I have never seen this kind of painting!"

Qin Mo put away the pen, picked up the drawing paper, and handed it to Xiao Wu, "Brother Macho, look at you, you look like a bear, you are not cute at all. If I draw like this, won't you be much cuter?"

Xiao Wu's nose was so angry that he said, "A man must be majestic and mighty, but also cute!"

"You don't understand. There is a little cutie living in every man's 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 highlight the characteristics of a person and make other parts abstract."

As he said that, he picked up the pen again and drew a picture of a woman. Who else could it be if it wasn't Xi'er.

He blew on the ink and said, "Sister Xi'er, look, how cute it is. Who wouldn't want to take a second look at this painting? If they saw it in person, their soul would be gone!"

The corners of Xi'er's mouth rose unconsciously, but she soon realized, "Your painting is so ugly, you won't be allowed to paint it next time!"

Qin Mo was unhappy, "It's obviously good-looking. If it's not good-looking, then there must be something wrong with your eyes, or you're not good-looking!"

Xi'er was extremely angry, "Miss, look at him, I took care of him for two days with good intentions, but he said I'm ugly!"

"Okay, Xi'er, although this painting is child's play, it is quite interesting, so don't be picky!" Xiao Miaozhen said: "Xiaobao, you can do abstract painting, but what about serious painting?"

"Yes, aunt, how about you sit there and I draw it for you? I guarantee it will look good!"

Xiao Miaozhen was a little moved, but also hesitant. Seeing this, Qin Mo said, "We can discuss painting skills. It's forbidden to work behind closed doors. Auntie, you can draw so well, please give me some guidance when the time comes!"

Hearing this, Xiao Miaozhen nodded, "Okay!"

She sat by the window, feeling a little nervous for no reason. It was the first time that a man looked at her so carefully.

Xiao Wu's teeth were almost broken. Seeing Qin Mo being so blatant, he thought to himself, "What a fool, I will definitely find an opportunity to crush your hand in the future so that you will never be able to draw again for the rest of your life!"

I was angry in my heart, but my face didn't show it at all.

Looking at that picture of a macho man, I wanted to tear it up right away.

Qin Mo started drawing seriously, and as time passed by, Xiao Miaozhen was tired from sitting, "Are you feeling better yet?"

"Auntie right away!"

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

Xiao Miaozhen stood up and walked over. He was really shocked when he looked at the person on the drawing paper who was 90% similar to himself. "What kind of painting method is this? Why is it so lifelike?"

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

Xi'er and Xiao Wu were also stunned, they could actually draw so well!

Xiao Miaozhen took a deep look at Qin Mo, "This painting method is like a pioneer of a new school. Scholars from Jiangnan are really extraordinary!"

"I've praised Auntie too much. I just like to ponder and play around when I have nothing to do." Qin Mo chuckled, "I like it, Auntie!"

Xiao Miaozhen looked at the figure on the drawing paper and said, "Very good!"

"As long as Auntie likes it!"

Qin Mo touched his chin, "Not bad, but I still feel like something is missing!"

"What's missing?" Xiao Miaozhen was puzzled.

I saw Qin Mo pick up the pen again and write in the narration, "The clouds think of the clothes, the flowers think of the face, the spring breeze blows on the threshold, and the dew is thick. If we hadn't met on the top of the jade mountain, we would have met under the moon on Yaotai."

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

The author of this poem praises her beauty, and even the clouds and flowers want to dress her up.

The beautiful peony flower looks even more gorgeous in the crystal dew. Her beauty is really like a fairy. If you don't see her in the fairyland Qunyu Mountain, then you can only appreciate her appearance in the Yaotai of the Queen Mother of the West!

This little slick guy is so heroic as soon as he makes a move, which can overshadow the eternal quatrains in the poetry world!

From Liangzhou poems, to Farewell to the Elderly, from Farewell to the Elderly to poems urging makeup, and now to this eternal quatrain.

Is it possible to describe how talented a person is?

She sighed at Qin Mo's talent, but at the same time she understood that this little cunning guy was just faking it.

She knew more clearly that she had gradually gained the trust of Little Slippery.

"Here, what's the name of this poem?" She didn't even realize that her voice was vibrating!

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

Signed by: Little White Dragon in Langli!

You little naughty boy, you don’t even want to leave a fake name because you’re afraid of suffering a loss!

Xiao Miaozhen smiled secretly.

But the weight of this poem is too heavy. If one day it can be known to the world.

Xiao Miaozhen will be remembered forever.

Everyone in the world will want to see her face!

"This little white dragon is your pen name?"

"Smart, aunt!" Qin Mo smiled sheepishly, "It's a joke if you don't do it well!"

Xiao Miaozhen was speechless. This was not done well. Ninety-nine percent of the literati in this world have to reflect on whether they have read books on dogs in these years.

"Auntie, this is a gift from me. I hope you like it!" Qin Mo said.

Xiao Miaozhen shook his head, "This painting and this poem are too valuable, I can't accept them!"

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

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

Afterwards, the two began to discuss painting techniques, completely forgetting about Xiao Wu and Xi'er.

After a long time, the two stopped discussing and had lunch on the top of the mountain. They stayed there until evening before going down the mountain.

After two or three days of testing and communication, Qin Mo felt that his relationship with Xiao Miaozhen had gotten closer.

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

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

It will be Chinese New Year then.

Considering the time, his father should be home by now.

If you didn't look at him, he must be very anxious.

The capital is probably in chaos.

At Bishui Villa, he and his fairy-like aunt spent every day painting, poetry, and chatting, but...he was really not in the mood.

We still have to take the risk and leave. If we can't walk, we just make a sleigh.

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

Xiao Miaozhen frowned, "Okay, what are you going to do if you leave? Although the snow has stopped now, the roads are blocked. If you leave rashly, something could easily happen!"

Qin Mo sighed and said with an embarrassed look: "Auntie, I actually don't want to get you involved!"
Chapter completed!