Chapter 86 Draw Your Portrait

He opened the curtains and saw a certain woman venting her anger at the wheels of his car. She stomped her delicate foot twice to vent her anger.

It's just that, before the gorgeous aura was uplifted, it turned into a horrible howl: "Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Damn it, I even forgot that the wheels of the ancient car were not made of plastic... It's killing her...

Qian Duoduo complained in her heart, limped on one leg, and jumped out of the carriage.

......Duoer dividing line......

Since returning home, Qian Duoduo's mood has been very low, she locked herself in Ninghui Garden, didn't like to go out for a stroll, and didn't cause trouble anymore, she just fell in love with painting.

Holding a stack of portraits discarded by the lady, Xiao Ruo sighed twice. When she went out, she saw Long Yutian approaching gracefully in the yard. She hurried forward and blessed her body: " Your Majesty is auspicious."

"Where is that woman?"

Of course, Xiao Ruo knew who the "that woman" the prince referred to was referring to, she smiled and said: "Miss is drawing in the room, and the maid took a sneak peek just now, it seems that the lady is painting you..."

"It's just that the lady said she was in a bad mood, and she didn't want anyone to go in and disturb her."

"Is she in a bad mood?" Long Yutian raised his eyebrows.

"Well, Miss said she was bitten by a dog..."

"Well... you go down." Long Yutian's tone was very light, and his face was as calm as ever.

I ignored the phrase 'bitten by a dog', but my heart was full of joy.

These few days the palace is surprisingly quiet, everything is following the rules, Long Yutian always felt that something was missing, and finally found out that Qian Duoduo didn't make trouble anymore...

But according to her temperament, she is so quiet, is she sick?

So as soon as Long Yutian went to court in the morning, the first thing he did was rush to Ninghui Garden to see her, but he didn't expect to hear such unexpected news.

This woman secretly painted a portrait of herself?

He obviously likes him, but he insists on refusing to approach him.

Duplicity, playing hard to get, is really a good skill, but it is such a good skill, which makes Long Yutian feel that he doesn't seem to hate her so much...even, he can accept her...

Long Yutian touched his handsome face narcissistically, and opened the door in a particularly good mood.

However, the scene in front of him was quite different from what he had imagined, and it even made him dumbfounded.

There is indeed a portrait hanging on the wall in the room. Looking at it from a distance, the facial features and figure are very similar to the painting, wearing a dark green robe...

But... why is the texture of the robe so weird... like a green turtle shell?

Look at Qian Duoduo again, lying crookedly on the soft couch, with his legs crossed, holding a few small darts in his hand, squinting his eyes, aiming at the target on the wall with a "whoosh" and launching— —

"Aww! It hit Long Yutian's head!"

"Aww! I shot Long Yutian's tortoise shell!"

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

The sound of excited cheers came to an abrupt end, Long Yutian shifted his gaze from Qian Duoduo to the horrific portrait pierced by darts, wanting to see where her last dart hit.

result...

Qian Duoduo: "Aww... Tragic Long Yutian, God thinks you are ugly, so you have no children and grandchildren, and cum on your soft belly... I mourn for you... sing a song ..."