Shin's painter

Sun Da breathed hot air at her handsome face, and cursed: "Qiwa, you still think you are your brother and you haven't woken up yet. You are my favorite Qiwa, how can the things outside compare to you."

"Brother, if you have something to say, it's easy to say. Let me go first. It's not good if the servant sees it."

To outsiders, it looks like a fair-skinned handsome man pressing down on a healthy-skinned handsome man, the bodies are overlapping and entangled, and it is difficult not to think about it.

Most of the people in the Sun family knew their identities, and it was even more strange for the elder brother to force the younger sister into a corner in front of the public.

In short, it will cause misunderstanding no matter what, unless Sun Da lets go.

Sun Da cursed angrily. "If you see it, you will see it. There is nothing wrong with it. Seventh child, I heard from the fourth child that you learn painting from Shen Shen as your teacher?!"

Although he stays at home, the affairs of the Sun family cannot escape his ears.Especially about Qiwa's matter, everything was detailed and never missed.

"Ok!"

Sun Qizi nodded lightly, fearing that his actions would be too big and he would have some indescribable contact with his elder brother.

"Your elder brother, my painting skills are like a god. If you don't come to learn from me, you should learn from that Shen painter. What do you mean! Look down on your elder brother!"

It's okay if you don't mention it, but if you mention it, Sun Qizi will blush.

No matter how bold she is, she dare not learn painting from her elder brother!

Sun Da doesn't go out all year round, just because he concentrates on painting secret drama pictures.

The best-selling collection of secret operas in Sun's study are all written by him alone.It was rumored that his concubines were just the objects he described.

How could she, a big girl in yellow, learn painting from him?

Is it a picture of learning secrets? !

"Brother, this... This is not Qiwa's meaning. Everything was arranged by my mother." Seeing that Sun Da was so excited, Sun Qizi had no choice but to use his own mother as a shield.

Sun Dawei was startled, straightened his body, and asked: "Aniang really arranged it?"

Sun Qizi opened his eyes and talked nonsense, pulling out a reasonable reason. "Master Shen didn't want to accept a disciple. If it wasn't for A Niang, how could she accept me as an apprentice?"

Although Sun Qizi didn't understand how Mrs. Sun did it.But as long as Mrs. Sun is willing to take action, things will definitely come true, but she doesn't take action easily!

Sun Da thought: Qiwa is the most obedient, the cutest and most innocent sister of the Sun family, so it is impossible to lie.If it was arranged by A Niang, he would not dare to disagree.

Sun Da looked regretful, straightened up, patted her handsome face with his big hands, and comforted her: "Qiwa, thank you for your hard work! In the Sun family, Auntie is the emperor, and no one dares to resist her order. I'm sorry for you! !"

"Anyway, I'll be free after returning to Jindu. I'm going to learn a skill, maybe I can help the Sun family in the future." Sun Qizi said with a smile.

Her bright smiling face is close in front of her eyes, brighter than the sunflowers in full bloom.

Sun Da couldn't bear it anymore, hugged his sister, and bit her handsome face hard.

And outside the pavilion, there happened to be a little girl passing by——

Will it be big brother? !

she thinks.

With his last breath, he begged for mercy: "Brother! It's Qiwa's fault!"

It's a pity that the person behind him was indifferent, and his strength increased, almost crushing her bones.If it's not Big Brother, who would it be?Who dared to attack her in the Sun Mansion? !

Chapter 8

In the afternoon, dark clouds dragged Dongyang in.

The sky suddenly turned dark, white snow fluttered down from the sky, and a few flowers fell on Sun Qizi's cheeks and temples with the wind, and then turned into water drops and fell.

Will she die?

right in your own home.

Sun Qizi was not reconciled, she managed to join Master Shen's school and became her disciple, and she could enter and leave Dajiao Xiaoshe without making excuses.

Like today, she actually walked into her boudoir.

Could it be that because she was going to die, God took pity on her and let her get close for a while?Woo...

Shen painter!

Sister Xiaozhi!

I haven't yet, I haven't expressed my heart to you.How can you die casually? !

You know, when I was seven years old, I sneaked into the Shen Mansion in Xia Ri.Originally, I wanted to pick some lotus for my mother to please her.But I met you in a green lotus pond.

You are wearing a willow-yellow silk skirt and sitting half-kneeling on the boat, like a lotus flower that has just stretched its petals, or like a fairy placed on the temple for worship, tall, beautiful and holy.

I can't take my eyes away from staring at you.

You hold the drawing board and hang your head slightly, revealing a snow-white neck, and your loose black hair always hangs down inadvertently.You push it away impatiently, and then push it away...

You know how much I want to come forward and fix that mess of hair for you.

My eyes are too hot, and you notice my presence.

I still remember the first words you said to me.How sweet your voice is, sweeter than any watermelon I have ever eaten.

You ask: Sister, are you here to pick lotus?

I said yes.

You waved to me and said: Then come over to my place, and I will row a boat to let you pick more.

I ask you: Sister, why do you know that I am a girl? (The servants at home always get confused, thinking that I am the son of the mansion. Because she is tall and always wears the clothes of her brothers.)

You laughed and said: You look so cute, you must be your younger sister!

That early summer afternoon, you put down your drawing board, rowed a boat and picked a lot of lotus with me.

You said: This is planted by my mother.There are many, many, many open every year!If you want to pick it, come anytime.