"You can draw from now on, but you are not allowed to draw men." Feng Qingcang ordered.
Xin Moer blinked in confusion, "Father, why?" Even her father cannot exercise hegemony. She has the right to act on her own!
Feng Qingcang adjusted the colors, stretched out his hand and tapped the tip of her nose twice, "You don't even have hairpins, how can you draw a portrait of a man? It will be bad for your reputation if it spreads like this."
"Father, I'm just a portrait, and I haven't hugged or kissed a man. It won't harm my reputation. Besides, Mo'er's reputation disappeared nine years ago. Mo'er doesn't care about these false reputations." Xin Mo'er retorted.
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"If my father says no, I won't! Why, after going out to Taibai Mountain, my wings have grown hard, and you don't even listen to what my father said?" Feng Qing's face was filled with clouds.
Xin Moer trembled, pursed her lips and said nothing.
"Disobedient! Disobedient!" Oreo saw her looking frustrated and his tail was raised high.
Oreo has always been on the same page as her, but he didn't expect that he would turn against her today and scold her.
Her father told her to let it go, thinking that he was her elder, so she endured it. Now Oreo also came to ridicule her, and all her grievances and resentments were directly poured out on him.
He picked up the Oreo on his shoulder and threw it out of the window. But he forgot that it was a beast with wings.
Oreo flapped its wings and flew in from the window. The frequency of its wings accelerated, and its flat mouth continued to say, "You won't die if you fall! You won't die if you fall!"
Xin Mo'er stared at the boss with eyes wide open, and said in a ferocious tone, "I'm very hungry right now, and I'm in need of some appetizers. If you say one more word, my aunt will roast you and eat you!"
Oreo seemed to understand her words and did not dare to say anything anymore. The flapping speed of the wings slowed down and landed on the desk not far away.
"Does this stinking bird have the same surname as my father? Why did he team up with you to bully me!" Xin Mo'er withdrew her gaze from Oreo and turned to Feng Qingcang.
Feng Qingcang stared at her coldly, then brought the topic back to the painting just now, with an undoubted authority in his voice, "Did you listen to what my father just said?"
Xin Moer remembered that her father did not allow her to draw beautiful men, and she nodded helplessly as an answer.
"Very good." The expression on Feng Qingcang's face finally softened, and he smiled with satisfaction, "Then burn the painting on the table now."