Sweet Wife Overturns the Heavens: Ninth Master, I can't stop pampering

Rong Jingchen nodded seriously, "You won't refuse me such a simple request, will you?"

"It's okay, anyway, your classmates and teachers don't know me." Song Qingzhu said.

"There is one more tricky thing..." Rong Jingchen said.

"What's the matter?" Song Qingzhu had a hunch that the kid's real purpose hadn't been revealed yet.People are little ghosts, and they don't know what to do.

"I'm not very good at drawing." Rong Jingchen grinned and threw himself into her arms coquettishly, like a clingy koala.

"I knew that your purpose of looking for me was not pure, next time just say don't be useless." Song Qingzhu fondled his hair and said with a smile.

"So you agree?" Rong Jingchen said excitedly.

"It's a piece of cake, just wait and see the exhibition." In the kindergarten painting competition, Song Qingzhu was still sure to win the prize.

"Xiao Qingqing, don't draw too badly. Everyone will think that my level is not good, but I can't draw too well. It is clear that I have found a hot spot. Anyway, I want to draw people to remember at a glance. It has to be a painting of a child, I just have this small request, you must find a way." Rong Jingchen tugged at her arm and instructed.

"You kid has a lot of demands, but don't worry, I should be able to handle it." Song Qingzhu said confidently.

"Great, I knew there was nothing wrong with looking for you. I love you so much, Xiao Qingqing." Rong Jingchen kept saying nice things as if honey had been smeared on his mouth, and his little face was beaming with joy.

Song Qingzhu thought for a while, and felt that this matter was a bit risky, "Will your uncle be angry if he finds out?"

"Why is he angry?" Rong Jingchen asked with a puzzled expression.

"You cheated and asked someone to paint for you. Your uncle is so strict with you. If he found out, he would definitely teach you a lesson. Otherwise, forget about it. I'll pretend you didn't tell me, don't drag me into the water .” Song Qingzhu analyzed it for him because he was afraid that he would indulge him too much.A child at this age is afraid of being spoiled by adults, and it is not good to affect his values.

"Here, Xiao Qingqing, you are a little different from before." Rong Jingchen raised his face and said.

"What's different?" Song Qingzhu asked in surprise.

"I didn't even know you were so afraid of Uncle." Rong Jingchen said.

"Who is afraid of him? As an elder, I have a strong sense of responsibility for cultivating younger generations. If you are used to everything, what will you do when you grow up to be lawless?" Song Qingzhu was full of reasoning, she had never been afraid Who, Rong Junchu is the same.

"Then will you help me?" Rong Jingchen curled his lips and looked at her aggrievedly.

"Hey, go ask your uncle first, and I'll help you when he agrees." Song Qingzhu thinks it's better to let Rong Junchu know about this matter. Children can't get used to it. If there is a first time, there will be a second. Second, we must not be sloppy in the matter of children's education.

"You don't need to ask, he will definitely agree. Uncle told me how to maximize the benefits. Both of us have benefited, which proves that it must be feasible." Rong Jingchen said confidently.

Song Qingzhu had to admit that Rong Junchu's education for him was really different, and the maximization of benefits was all about it.Indeed, as the old saying goes, the son of a dragon begets a dragon and a phoenix begets a phoenix and a mouse can make holes.

"What benefits do I have?" Song Qingzhu thought for a while about helping others paint, but she didn't seem to get any benefit from her efforts.

"You helped an innocent child fulfill his wish." Rong Jingchen blinked and blinked his big dark eyes, extremely cute.

"I really can't do anything about you." Song Qingzhu was defeated, who would be willing to refuse such a soft and cute child, she couldn't refuse anyway.

"Great, I'll get you a paintbrush right now." Rong Jingchen said excitedly, raised his legs and ran out.

"By the way, you haven't answered my question yet. Who is handsome, uncle or cousin?" Rong Jingchen stopped after running for two steps, and asked seriously. This is related to his painting ability. Whether you win an award is very important.

"Your handsome uncle, go quickly." Song Qingzhu said with a smile. There was a reason why he said Rong Jun was handsome at the beginning. Rong Jingchen was his nephew. It is said that no one will question the fact that they are father and son, so their portraits will be more convincing and their chances of winning the prize will be greater.

Furthermore, Ye Tingfei is handsome and handsome, but he is too ostentatious. She doesn't like that kind of man with flowers and butterflies, but Rong Junchu is better in comparison.

"Sight." Rong Jingchen blinked at her, and ran out of the room after finishing speaking.

He just ran out and bumped his head against a fleshy wall, and when he looked up, it turned out to be Butler Rong.

"What are you doing in such a panic?" Rong Junchu was also there, and he asked calmly.

"Uncle, I want to go back to my room to get something for Xiao Qingqing." Rong Jingchen replied truthfully, he never dared to lie in front of his uncle.

"Go, be careful not to fall." Rong Junchu instructed.

"Okay, I'll go first." Rong Jingchen replied loudly, the uncle seemed to be in a good mood today, with a smile on his lips.

Song Qingzhu in the room heard what happened outside the door, the door was not closed, Rong Junchu must have heard what she and Yang Yang said in the room, and of course heard her say that he is more handsome.

Song Qingzhu buried himself in the quilt, and now he was ashamed to face others, he must think she was a nympho.

Coupled with what happened this afternoon, the interaction between them is increasing, and an inexplicable feeling sprouts in the bottom of my heart.She knew what it was, but wasn't sure if it would grow up well.This feeling is amazing, everything is full of unknowns.

Bang dong dong, someone knocked on the door.

Song Qingzhu got out of the quilt and saw Rong Jingchen standing outside the door holding a lot of drawing brushes, looking at her in surprise.

"Xiao Qingqing, are you tired and want to rest? If that's the case, we can draw it another day." Rong Jingchen said empathetically.

"No, I..." Song Qingzhu didn't know how to explain her behavior to a five-year-old child, it was quite embarrassing. "Everything is ready, come quickly and let's draw together."

Rong Jingchen ran over and put the things on the desk, "You can just draw, and I will guide you."

Song Qingzhu sat down, and the child really didn't look outside at all.

"Do you want me to show you Uncle Zhang's photo for comparison?" Rong Jingchen asked.

"No, I remember his appearance." Song Qingzhu picked up the pen, and with a few strokes on the paper, he outlined Rong Junchu's general appearance.

"Wow, Xiao Qingqing, you are really amazing, you draw well, do you often peek at my uncle?" Rong Jingchen asked with a smile, the expression on his face revealed a gossip that didn't match his young age .