Xin Mo'er raised her eyebrows and a cold voice spit out from her red lips, "Young Master, your way of calling you is really old-fashioned."
"Oreo's sharp voice broke out from its long and flat mouth again.
Xin Mo'er's hand reached on its head again. Oreo was worried that his feathers would be scattered by the unscrupulous ones, so he quickly shrank his head, and no one dared not pronounce it.
The man in blue suddenly turned red, it was because he was rude first.
Before he could answer, Xin Mo'er spoke again, "Who are you? How could you be in my father's mansion?" She just wanted to draw, but she didn't ask about the other party's identity.
The man in green paused, and his voice was blocked to his throat. He remembered the whispers in Prince Xu's mansion just now. Could it be that the light and agile girl in front of him was Feng Qingcang's daughter?
I don’t know why, but I felt a little disappointed. But I quickly calmed my emotions and bowed gently, “I have met the little princess, I am your father’s friend.”
Seeing that he was kind-hearted and not like ordinary children of playboys, nobles and powerful people were rude and rude. He had no bad impression of him, but at this time he had a good impression of his humble and gentleman style.
He smiled friendlyly at him, "My father is not in the mansion now, so the young master can do more things by himself."
The man in green was still silent in her beautiful smile, so she turned around and left, watching her beautiful figure slowly fading out of his sight.
It is rumored that Prince Xu's little princess was spoiled and arrogant, and was a little witch in the world, but when he saw it, he really didn't agree.
He claimed to know countless people, and anyone could know the other party's nature by meeting him. In his opinion, this little princess was not as rumored as a rhetoric, but actually had her true nature.
On the way to the study, Xin Mo'er sneezes two loudly. She touched her nose, who was talking about her?
Without thinking too much, he headed towards Feng Qingcang's study.
After entering the study, Oreo flew from her shoulders and consciously landed onto the desk, lifting the paper and grinding ink, and was very skilled.
The movements were so coherent that it was not like a bird, but a human.
The two years after Xin Mo'er was sent out of the mansion by Feng Qingcang, she got this. She was so eloquent and clever little starling. When she had nothing to do, she drew paintings to pass the time. She liked to use all the beautiful things she had seen.
Description is under the pen and ink.
When there is no one, it is not bad to take it out and enjoy yourself.
So the most common thing Oreo does is to turn over paper and grind the ink for her and serve her happily.
Because I am happy to serve her, I can get the food she made by myself.
Xin Mo'er rolled up her sleeves, buried her head, and carefully depicted the picture of the beautiful man in the swing she had just seen.
Because I was too serious, I didn’t find two slender figures, one white and one green, walking into the study.
One of these two people is Feng Qingcang, and the other is the handsome man in green who Xin Moer just met in the garden.
The man in blue looked at her writing, and his eyes were shocked. Unexpectedly, she was so skilled in painting at such a young age. When she saw clearly who the handsome man in her painting was, a blush appeared on her handsome face until