Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance: 249. Extra Story: Wei Lan (Twenty Nine)

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He is young, so the paintings he draws are unavoidably immature, which are the standard children's painting methods, but after Yan Qingchi saw them, he added his paintings next to his puppy according to his painting methods a puppy.

Qiqi bent his eyes to watch him draw, and after he finished drawing, he naturally transferred the painting to Jiang Mochen, waiting for him to draw one too.

Therefore, Jiang Mochen's depressed and regretful psychology appeared.

Looking at the painting that suddenly appeared in front of him, Jiang Mochen hated himself for stepping into the house, and hated him forever. He thought it was just Yan Qingchi teaching chess and drawing, and then he wanted to see how they could accompany them along the way, but what's going on now, why does he need to draw too!

He thought for a while, then looked at the culprit again, "Aren't you going to teach him how to draw? That's how you teach him?"

Sui Kui Yan propped up one hand, and said calmly, "Isn't painting just for fun, let's play first, and I will teach him when he is happy playing chess and chess."

"You can teach him now." Jiang Mochen deliberately added an accent to the word "now".

Yan Qingchi raised his eyelids, looked at him slightly, and remembered that he had been staring at him bitterly when he lowered his head just now, and now he had a guess, he retracted the arm that was supporting him, and said slowly: " That's fine, but I'm a guest after all, and you are Qiqi's father, so why don't we teach chess together?"

After Yan Qingchi finished speaking, before he could refuse, he took out a blank piece of paper from the table, and handed it over with a smile, "Draw casually first, and Qiqi and I will get to know your style of painting, and then we Re-division of teaching."

Looking at the smile on his face, Jiang Mochen was stunned by his series of coquettish manipulations... this was intentional! This is definitely intentional! This is fine!

Facing the paper in Yan Qingchi's hand, he didn't accept it for a while, and he didn't accept it, so he could only say coldly: "You draw first."

Yan Qingchi was not shy either. He took a colored pencil and began to draw on the white paper. Seeing that he was drawing so fast, Qiqi leaned over to look at it. After a while, he saw a bird appear on the paper. It looks like a smiling puppy with crooked eyes.

Yan Qingchi asked him, "Is it cute?"

Qiqi nodded, he stretched out his hand to touch the puppy on the painting, and said softly: "Cute."

Jiang Mochen looked at it coldly, and saw that Yan Qingchi's painting style was somewhat similar to cartoons, but probably in order to cater to Qiqi's preferences, he deliberately drew more cartoons.

He was watching, when he saw Yan Qingchi raised his head and bumped into his eyes, and his eyes met. Jiang Mochen was sure that he saw the playfulness and complacency in Yan Qingchi's eyes. Jiang Mochen gritted his teeth silently, and heard Yan Qingchi laughing, "I'm done drawing, Young Master Jiang, it's your turn to draw."

After hearing this, Qiqi turned to look at Jiang Mochen, with obvious expectations in his eyes.

Jiang Mochen looked at the expectation in his eyes, and he didn't know how to advance or retreat. Could it be that he said to Qiqi: Sorry, Qiqi, dad can't draw? Jiang Mochen felt that he couldn't say it, which was really terrible. Even after more than twenty years, he still lacked the courage to face this fact...

Yan Qingchi looked at him with a puzzled look on his face, and guessed that his conjecture was probably true. Unexpectedly, a novel hero like Jiang Mochen was not good at something, and he even turned out to be painting. All of a sudden, he felt that the person in front of him seemed to be alive, and he was no longer the thin text symbols when he read the text before.

He verified his idea, and didn't want to embarrass Jiang Mochen, so he said, "Forget it, a rich man like Jiang Shao probably learned the orthodox painting of sketching when he was young, and he draws it like me and chess The style of painting is different, let me teach you."

Jiang Mochen couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, "That's really hard work for Mr. Yan."

Yan Qingchi smiled, "You're welcome."

Jiang Mochen: ... Heh.

Qiqi listened to the conversation between the two of them, and when he heard Yan Qingchi say that he was the one to teach, he raised his head and looked at Yan Qingchi.

He took another piece of paper, pointed at the dog Yan Qingchi had drawn by himself before, looked at him, and didn't speak.

"Do you want me to teach you how to draw this?" Yan Qingchi asked inducingly.

Qiqi nodded, looked at him with bright eyes, but still didn't speak.

Yan Qingchi looked at the yearning in his eyes and felt his silence, feeling a little distressed for a moment.

Although there are many people in this world who are silent by nature and do not like to talk, Qiqi should not be naturally like this. He has a childlike curiosity and liking for many things, and is willing and willing to accept new things. Although he often She doesn't speak, but looks at you with a pair of talking eyes. Yan Qingchi contacted himself, the problem of Xindaoqiqi should still be psychological, he was probably reminded by others, or he was quiet and obedient in order to protect himself, and he didn't say much or do much.

This cannot be changed in a day or two, but he is not in a hurry. If their marriage goes well, he will still have half his life to live with this child. It will always make him no longer afraid, like an ordinary child , Talk about making a fuss.

Yan Qingchi picked up the pen and drew a stroke on the paper. He glanced at Qiqi. Qiqi understood his meaning very smartly. He also picked up the pen and imitated the stroke. Then, seeing Qiqi, Yan Qingchi turned his head to look at Jiang Mochen naturally.

Seeing Qiqi turning his head to look at him, Jiang Mochen paused for a moment. He unconsciously looked at Yan Qingchi, and was a little surprised to see Yan Qingchi. Jiang Mochen glared at Yan Qingchi again with resentment, secretly thought, he really shouldn't let Yan Qingchi watch chess today, this is a good game, not only let himself draw, but also let himself learn to draw!

Jiang Mochen can't wait to stand up and leave this room immediately, or jump over the chess and chess, and beat Yan Qingchi's dog's head violently, let him show off again, let him do it again!

Yan Qingchi looked at him staring at him, and silently defended himself: I am wronged, I didn't let you learn.

"It's not that you just asked me to draw." Jiang Mochen retorted silently.

Yan Qingchi felt that he was sincerely innocent: I obviously helped you out just now, okay? Otherwise, you will show Qiqi your painting skills right now.

Jiang Mochen looked at him with a sneer: Who is the culprit of this matter?

Yan Qingchi's eyes widened at once, and in the next second, he looked at him with a mixture of sadness, innocence, grievance and even some heartbroken.

Jiang Mochen couldn't bear to watch and turned his head away, it was too hot, and this scene was too scary, he didn't dare to look at it.

Seeing him turning his head, Yan Qingchi couldn't help laughing, just as the corner of his lips curled up, he saw Qiqi looking at him. Yan Qingchi was about to ask him what's the matter, when he saw Qiqi turned his head to look at Jiang Mochen again, Jiang Mochen had no choice but to look down at him, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Thirty two:

Yan Qingchi was a little surprised, as was Su Nuan.

Seeing that they didn't answer, Jiang Mochen just looked at himself in surprise, and looked down at Su Nuan, "Did he bully you?"

Su Nuan was stunned, then shook her head violently, "No, we are talking about lines."

"Right line?"

"Yes." Yan Qingchi raised his voice.

Su Nuan nodded, "I can't distinguish the front and back nasal sounds, he is teaching me the correct pronunciation."

Jiang Mochen understood the cause and effect after hearing the words, "Go back first." He said calmly.

Su Nuan nodded, and before leaving, she did not forget to speak for Yan Qingchi, "He really didn't bully me, he was just helping me."

"I see."

Su Nuan then quietly left, but couldn't help being a little worried about Yan Qingchi.

Jiang Mochen finally looked up at Yan Qingchi when he saw people leaving, and saw Yan Qingchi looking at him with a smile on his face.

"What's your expression?"

Yan Qingchi laughed directly when he heard the words, and he approached Jiang Mochen, "I should ask you, what was your expression just now? Where did you think?"

Jiang Mochen was speechless, "You two knew each other before?"

"I don't know."

"Then you're pretty familiar, it's only been a few days, and you have a good relationship."

"Are you jealous?"

Jiang Mochen snorted coldly, "I'm reminding you to pay attention to your image."

"The two of us, in broad daylight, bright and bright, for the lines, there is nothing wrong with this image."

"It's not that simple to be photographed."

"You think I'm you, and someone cares about my every move. Do you know why she asked me for the right lines? It's because she thinks that all of you, except me, are celebrities, so she can only choose me."

"So, is that why you and her alone chose such a quiet place to stay together?"

Yan Qingchi was about to be amused by him. He said he was not jealous, but the sour taste of what he said was almost sour. It was really a standard mistake.

"Okay, she's gone, let's stop arguing about this, next time we two have a dialogue, I'll send you a location first."

"Is there a next time?"

"I promised her everything, and I can't go back on my word. Besides, there are only so many people in this crew. If I can find you, who else can she find."

"The character in her play is Zhou Fang's girlfriend, of course she went to find Ji Sixing."

"She went to look for it, but Ji Sixing didn't respond, that's why she came to look for me."

"Ji Sixing didn't reason?" Jiang Mochen asked back: "No, I don't think he has a good temper."

"Su Nuan said so, oh, Su Nuan is the girl who just left."

Jiang Mochen didn't speak.

Yan Qingchi thought for a while, "I don't think she lied to me, because she is a little bit," Yan Qingchi thought for a while, "...pure."

"Simple?"

"You can also understand that you are familiar and careless."

Jiang Mochen chuckled.

"Anyway, I don't think she lied to me."

Jiang Mochen nodded, "Yes, compared with you, most people are quite simple."

Yan Qingchi smiled, "So most of the people didn't marry you."