Counterattack Guide of the Female Cannon Fodder

"Don't you think the third child is very artistic?" Su Li asked Mu Changyan seriously.

"Huh?" Mu Changyan was surprised.

"Huh? Artistic sense?" The third child felt even more horrified.

"A man with five big and three rough faces and tattooed arms, but lives in seclusion in a beautiful place and drives a well-respected farmhouse. What is more interesting than his cooking is that he lacks a finger to hide. Han's legendary experience. Don't you think this is a story?" Su Li said slowly.

Mu Changyan:...

Third child:? ? ?

The two laymen knew that they could not understand the artist's brain circuits, but the artist's requirements still had to be met.

Mu Changyan was a little murmured why the third child has a sense of art, what about him! What about him! However, he still went to the third child's kitchen with Su Li.

The third child's farmhouse business is booming, and he certainly can't take care of cooking by himself, so he hired three chefs.

The kitchen was naturally full of heat, and the mixture of various dishes made Su Li couldn't help feeling a little hungry. But she still stood very dedicatedly not far from the third child, watching him pick and wash vegetables with great skill.

The third child is very confident in his cooking skills. He was almost beaten to death by Mu Changyan when he did something wrong, but he survived with a bowl of fragrant egg fried rice. Now that I think about it, it's really good to have a meal.

Thinking about it this way, the third child is more beautiful and has a stronger motivation to cook.

Su Li looked at the very artistic youngest with a faint smile on her face, and she could see that Mu Changyan felt sour.

"Ruoxia, the third child is so artistic?" Mu Changyan couldn't help but ask her.

"The teacher said before that my works are too floating. Although they look good, they lack a sense of reality. Although painting is not for the pursuit of reality, it is too nihilistic and hungry." Su Li raised the corner of her mouth, speaking calmly but firmly. , "He said that I lived too smoothly. I have never experienced setbacks, and I don't understand the world. This is actually not good. I have painted many characters, but I have never painted such a person with a breath of life."

Mu Changyan actually didn't quite understand what she meant, but her serious answer pierced the sour bubbles in his heart one by one. What jealous he is here for no reason, it is so prudent.

Gee.

this is not good.

Looking at Su Li's delicate profile, Mu Changyan raised his hand and gently touched her head. When he touched her ponytail, he couldn't help but tugged.

Su Li immediately stared at him, seeming a little incredulous, "What did you just do?"

Mu Changyan was a little embarrassed, and he couldn't hold back at this moment... "That, I didn't mean it."

Su Li clutched her ponytail, "Don't pull girls' hair."

"Okay, I won't talk." Mu Changyan promised immediately. He suddenly remembered something. Last year, the parents of a little girl came to their house to complain, saying that his little nephew always pulled his daughter’s hair. Once, I was so stunned that several hairs of the little girl were pulled out. The little girl cried so badly that the parents came to complain that day.

Unexpectedly, his little nephew cried more miserably, crying while saying that he didn't mean it, he just liked this little girl so much...

Well, probably boys have this habit of girls they like?

Mu Changyan seriously considered whether to share his experience with his little nephew after returning home.