Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance: 283. Extra Story: Wei Lan (63)

This is an anti-theft stamp. The time is switched back to 20 minutes ago, Jiang Mochen just entered the room, and Qiqi started to draw. He painted very seriously, and even after finishing the painting, he used a watercolor pen to color the puppy. After everything was done, he sat up straight and looked at Jiang Mochen and Yan Qingchi.

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

Jiang Mochen looked at the painting that suddenly appeared in front of him, and only hated himself for slipping into the house. He thought it was just Yan Qingchi teaching chess and drawing, and then he wanted to see if 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: " It's okay, 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.

There are many people in this world who are silent by nature and do not like to talk, but Qiqi should not be like this by nature. He has a childlike curiosity and love 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 a child of ordinary people , 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?"

Qiqi was young, still at the age of childlike innocence. When he walked to the stairs, he wanted to jump down inertially, but just after he jumped, he realized that there was an adult by his side, so he immediately changed his mind and followed Yan. Qingchi, step by step, step down the steps.

Yan Qingchi noticed his change and asked him, "Want to play?"

Qiqi looked up at him.

"Jump." Yan Qingchi said, jumping down a step just like he did just now.

"It's your turn."

Qiqi was a little dazed and looked at him in a daze.

Yan Qingchi coaxed patiently, "Jump down like I just did."

Qiqi moved forward a little bit, jumped with both feet, and jumped to the next step.

Yan Qingchi jumped down another step and turned to look at Qiqi.

Qiqi didn't hesitate this time, and quickly followed suit.

They jumped all the way up the stairs.

Yan Qingchi asked him, "Is it fun?"

Qiqi nodded.

"You can play after that."

Qiqi's eyes lit up instantly.

"It's just," Yan Qingchi emphasized, "you can't play secretly when you are alone, you must play when I or my father are around."

Qiqi nodded.

"Do you know why?"

Qiqi does not speak.

Yan Qingchi smiled, "I don't know why you still nod your head."

Qiqi lowered his head in embarrassment.

Yan Qingchi took his hand, bent down, and touched the corners of the steps, "Because if my father and I are away and you play alone, if you are not careful, you will bump here and it will hurt a lot Yes, there may still be scars."

Qiqi raised his eyes to look at him, Yan Qingchi nodded, "I've been knocked down when I was a child, and I cried for a long time because of the pain."

Qiqi was a little surprised, "Will Uncle knock it too?"

"Yes, so chess and chess must be obedient, otherwise if you hit it, it will really hurt."

Qiqi nodded, "Qiqi understands."

"So good." Yan Qingchi kissed his forehead.

Qiqi stretched out his hand to touch it in surprise, and then felt a little embarrassed and shy.

Yan Qingchi was a little surprised when he saw the instant change in his expression, didn't Jiang Mochen kiss him before? He thought, otherwise, he wouldn't be so obviously shy.

He didn't ask about Qiqi, but decided to ask Jiang Mochen another day.

"Let's go, let's go eat."

At the corner of the stairs not far away, Jiang Mochen stood quietly, silently watching what happened just now.

At the beginning, he actually did not expect that Yan Qingchi would get along so well with Qiqi. Although Qiqi is obedient and sensible, he is too silent, and sometimes he feels so quiet that he doesn't know how to get close. But Yan Qingchi didn't seem to be bothered by this, he would stay silent with Qiqi, or take the initiative to play other games with him, to drive him to speak sentence by sentence.