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Lin Sheng was immersed in his own thoughts, as if he was concentrating on admiring a painting.

Liao Muyang followed Lin Sheng's gaze, looked at the excerpt, and asked, "Sheng Tsai likes this style?"

Lin Sheng's distracted thoughts were pulled back by Liao Muyang's words.

He regained his senses and looked at the painting seriously. It was a coincidence that the style of this painting was really Lin Sheng's favorite.

The colors are vibrant and bright yet gentle.

It's like green lawns dyed with drops of water in spring, and tomatoes hanging high on branches in autumn.

It is a kind of tranquility that can make people look patiently.

Lin Sheng raised his hand and gestured towards Liao Muyang: "I like it, it looks very comfortable."

After receiving Lin Sheng's answer, Brother Liao raised his eyes to look at the painting again, thinking about the evaluation of the word "comfortable", and looked up and down carefully, but felt a little bit of meaning.

"The author is a junior high school student, a very cute and innocent little girl, my teacher's new student."

"Seeing a painting is like seeing a person."

Jiang Weiyi's voice came from behind Lin Sheng and Liao Muyang, both of them turned around subconsciously and looked at the woman in the fluttering red dress behind them.

One is friendly with soft brows and eyes, and the other is disgusted by the fact that only the two of them are disturbed.

Jiang Weiyi's heart is big, and the ability to ignore bad looks is definitely a skill that has been experienced in many battles.

In fact, the girl from the National People's Congress is really not that obsessed with trying to be annoying. The main reason for this is that Xiao Lin Sheng is too cute and painful.

Of course, Brother Liao also has the characteristics of Menqing's own child, and he maintains a feeling of love and hate for a long time.

Of course, he loves children and hates those strange aunts and old hooligans who are staring at him outside. As for Brother Liao himself, he was moved into the best security management and protection center in a very shameless manner.

"Does Shengsheng usually draw?"

Lin Sheng listened to Jiang Yanyi asking himself with a smile, and quickly took out his mobile phone and typed back: "There are paintings, but the paintings are not good, brother is teaching me."

Brother Liao stood out from the crowd by virtue of his height, so he could see the words on his child's screen by lowering his eyes casually, which was convenient. He didn't want the child to feel that he was stingy, and he couldn't help but want to know what the child thought about what others said.

But this emotion is mainly divided into people.

For example, Jiang Weiyi in front of him clearly coveted his children and wanted to "conspire against others", but the big wolf's strong sense of protecting the cubs was temporarily suppressed by the name of the elder brother.

Brother Liao also pursed his lips, brushed the tip of his tongue over the sharp canine teeth, and smiled silently but proudly, making his face more and more wild.

Jiang Weiyi looked at the obedient and pure words of the child in front of him, then looked at Liao Muyang beside him who was smiling like a wolf with a big tail, and silently twitched the corners of his mouth, the brilliance of motherhood was aroused by the "provocation".

"Shengsheng, do you want to learn from my sister? My sister graduated from Xia Mei. She usually spends her time drawing in the art gallery."

Lin Sheng and Jiang Weiyi have only known each other for an hour, and Jiang Weiyi's natural familiarity is almost as fast as the infinite mode of the arctic avalanche and snowball. He pinched the corner of Liao Muyang's clothes helplessly.

Brother Liao waved his big hand and rubbed the child's head close to his chest, and said to Jiang Weiyi by the way.

"No need, my own children teach themselves."

"Although I didn't graduate from the Academy of Fine Arts, I can be regarded as a student of the same school as you, and the painter is not so bad that I can't teach others."

Jiang Weiyi naturally knew that Liao Muyang's skills were a few catties and a few taels. Although it was not as good as those who had been dealing with art all the year round, he was still a rare leader among amateurs. It was really no problem to teach a child.

People who are just talking back will always want to get back their addiction more or less.

Obediently, Lin Sheng was held in Liao Muyang's arms, holding those dark grape eyes, and quietly listening to the dark history of the two of them chatting with each other when they were learning painting.

The smell of gunpowder was full, but Lin Sheng was not afraid at all, and even looked forward to more revelations about Liao Muyang.

After all, Lin Sheng's social circle is too small, so there is no problem in wanting to know more about Liao Muyang.

Waiting for Brother Liao to react, the moment he lowered his eyes, he saw those blinking eyes stained with anticipation and gossip, and the arrogance of chattering and insisting on returning to the situation was immediately extinguished.

Brother Liao felt helpless and wanted to laugh, so in the end he could only indulge his palm on Lin Sheng's little head like a cat for a long time, and when he let it go for a long time, his smooth black hair couldn't help but frizz a little. .

Liao Muyang thought that it was a good thing for his children to understand him, but isn't the timing too disobedient? ?

The image of the perfect and gentle brother completely collapsed into a vicious old hooligan? ?

Brother Liao thought about the 720-degree reversal of his image, and immediately squinted his eyes and looked at Jiang Weiyi who had uncovered all his black history.

It's fun for a while, and the crematorium afterwards.

Jiang Weiyi looked at the two people in front of him, touched the bridge of her tall nose with some inexplicable guilt, and couldn't help but think in her heart: Tsk, I overdid it.

I hope that the image of the old hooligan in the heart of the little white rabbit is not completely destroyed.

Van Gogh, Monet, Da Vinci...

Gods bless, please please.

Liao Muyang seldom holds grudges, but it is not an ordinary memory when he remembers them.

He will just smile and go on as usual, making you feel that you and him have no grudges, and then on a peaceful day and a peaceful moment, he will give you a blow in the head.

Black-hearted ones can.

Don't mess with Scorpio, that's also the truth that can't go wrong in all likelihood.

"Hey, do you still want to go to other areas? I have finished entertaining people here, can I be a tour guide for you?"

Brother Liao pursed his lips and said in a very "friendly" way: "No, it's almost four o'clock, and Sheng Zi and I can go home and prepare for cooking."

What it really means: Disappearing from my eyes, I want to go home and live in the world of two people.

How could Jiang Haoyi fail to see the hidden meaning, she curled her lips and said "make up for it".

"Oh, by the way, I remembered that I still have something to deal with. You two continue to do whatever you want. I will go ahead and treat you to dinner next time."

Liao·very friendly·Mu·has no grudges at all·Yang continues to be online.

"Okay, goodbye Sheng Zi and Auntie, we are going to go home now."

Hearing the word aunt, Lin Sheng blinked at Liao Muyang strangely. After all, Jiang Weiyi in front of him couldn't be called an aunt's generation.

But Big Brother Tiandadi is the biggest, Lin Sheng blinked his eyes twice, then turned his head, smiled softly at Jiang Weiyi, and waved goodbye.

Jiang Yanyi twitched the corners of her mouth when she heard the words of that aunt, and took a deep breath by the way.

However, in order to maintain the image of a lady in front of Xiaocuti, she still resisted the urge to take off her high heels and hit people, and said beautifully and beautifully to Shengzi.

"See you next time, Shengsheng, remember to come and play with my sister when you have nothing to do..."

"Shengzi, let's go, we're going home."

Before Jiang Yanyi finished speaking, Liao Muyang led Lin Sheng and walked slowly towards the exit.

Jiang Weiyi gritted her teeth angrily behind them, closed her eyes and said silently: My mother is the most beautiful in the world, but he is jealous of my beauty...

The brainwashing silent chanting lasted five, six, seven or eight times before the big beauty Jiang took a deep breath and turned around.

This turn just happened to see Xiao Lin Sheng who turned her head quietly, and waved at her shyly, but cutely and politely, as if to pick up the forcibly cut off words.

Although some bullheads are wrong, it's better than being rude without replying.

Jiang Weiyi looked at the little hand that greeted her, and the smile on her face was flooded with maternal brilliance, and she waved at Lin Sheng with the special greeting gesture for Disney princesses.

At the same time, I shouted in my heart, how can a little boy be so cute naturally, it is like the kind of little angel who fell into the world and pokes your heart with a little feather without saying hello! ! !

It's just that this kind of maternal smile Jiang Weiyi didn't last long, because the big devil next to the little angel also turned around, and at the same time gave a "friendly" smile of "world peace".

Jiang Weiyi looked up at the white and flawless ceiling of the exhibition hall, and thought silently in her heart: I hope the little angel can save all sentient beings and get rid of the bad habit of holding grudges.