The Young Master is a Girl

  Chapter 1287 Little Tabby Cat

  Maybe genetic reasons.

  After all, his mother was a painter before she was alive.

  Yi Shisan didn't deliberately learn to draw, but when he picked up a pen, his talent was revealed.

  Perhaps heredity is really powerful. Even Xiao Baozi, since he can speak, likes to draw along with a pen.

  At this time, he was obediently sitting beside Yi Shisan, drawing his own picture.

  The focused looks of the father and son are very similar.

  Different from Little Baozi's doodles, Yi Shisan is very serious at this time.

  If someone takes a closer look now, they will definitely find out what Yi Shisan is painting.

  It is a kind of clothing.

  It is different from modern clothing, but it seems a bit cumbersome.

   It's hard to believe that he, Yi Shisan, has this skill.

   "Mother~Mother"

  Originally obediently and quietly drawing the little buns she drew, she made a baby voice.

  The chubby little hand pulled the overly focused Yi Shisan even more.

  The line of sight also fell on Xiao Baozi.

  Puff Chi—

   "Little Dirty Cat"

   At this time, Xiao Baozi's cute face looked a little dirty, not only the face but even the little hands.

   Facing his own father's ruthless ridicule, Xiao Baozi didn't take it too seriously.

"All right."

   As he spoke, he also raised his great masterpiece in front of Yi Shisan.

   "Awesome"

   Facing Xiao Baozi's expectant look, Yi Shisan praised him without hesitation.

  Although the giant painting in Xiao Baozi's hands is actually a mass of multi-colored things that can't be seen.

  Yi Shisan's praise made the smile on Xiao Baozi's face even wider.

  Looking down at the painting in his hand, the more he looks, the more satisfied he becomes.

  It seems to have thought of something.

   kicked his short legs and ran out.

  Dongfang Yue came back earlier than usual today.

  Not long after stepping in the door, I also saw the oncoming little bun.

  Holding the painting in his hand high with his little hand, he looked at Dongfangyue with a happy face.

  Looking at the little bun with an expectant look in front of him, Dongfang Yue's clear face softened.

   "Is it painted by Baozi?"

   spoke softly.

  Nodding like a chicken pecking rice.

   "Awesome drawing."

   Gently rubbed Xiao Baozi's head.

  After hearing Dongfang Yue's compliment, the smile on Xiao Baozi's face became wider.

"I'm home!"

  Yi Shisan, who was originally in the room, came out, looked at Dongfangyue with a gentle face and made a sound.

   No sound, nodded.

   "The soup isn't ready yet, you play with Baozi first, and I'll get you bath water."

  Dongfangyue came back earlier tonight, the soup is still boiling.

"it is good"

  Nodded, the slender hand has already scooped up the bun in his arms.

  In the past, Xiao Baozi’s favorite thing was to watch cartoons, but these days, because of Yi Shisan’s relationship, Xiao Baozi spent most of his time drawing with him.

   "Now you want to continue drawing, or watch cartoons."

   There is also a time limit for Xiao Baozi on weekdays, so there is no need to worry too much that Xiao Baozi will be bad for his eyes because of watching cartoons.

  In terms of parenting, it can be seen that Yi Shisan is very attentive.

   It also relieved Dongfang Yue a lot.

"draw"

   Today, he has been praised for the second time, and he must draw better pictures again.

   "Okay, I'll accompany you."

  When Yi Shisan came out again, what he saw was that both mother and child looked like little tabby cats.

   Only Little Baozi can get something on Dongfang Yue's face.

   "Two little tabby cats."

  Can't help laughing out loud.

   "Go take a shower first! I'll wash the buns too."

   Reaching out his hand, he also brought the little bun into the bathroom.

  (end of this chapter)