Chapter 902 Shouting-Like Abstract Thinking
The result~~ Aww~~ Guess what he saw?
On a pale face, there were two black yo-yos like dead fish eyes.
A little sesame mung bean nose in the middle.
A mouth, like a hill, ups and downs, still dark purple!
Hair~ Not to mention the hair, it is simply three chicken feathers standing in the bare basin.
Qian Duoduo babbled, staring at the oil painting again and again, and said to himself: "Why do I find it so strange?"
The old housekeeper burst into tears: "Miss Qian is really discerning, the old slave shouted, and the old slave hesitated~ Our master's face is like rolling in a basin~ It's so classic!"
"Yes, it is to have the abstract thinking of shouting, not afraid of nothing, let's add a festive wink, and it will be done!"
Qian Duoduo had a flash of inspiration, and with a wave of the pen, the bright red paint was instantly stained, and two lumps of red eggs were drawn on the pale face.
Then she blinked her starry eyes and looked at the butler: "How is it, is it perfect now?"
The old butler almost knelt down, and Miss Qian would have some sudden whims that would stimulate his old heart, and he immediately praised against his will: "Perfect, it's so perfect~ Miss Qian is really born with something, look at our lord The two shy little red clouds, how ecstasy, how coquettish, come down here, guaranteed to fascinate a group of female ghosts~"
Qian Duoduo leaned forward and back together: "Old housekeeper, you are capable. This girl has decided to take you in as an apprentice. From now on, you can go out to sketch with me~ By the way, you hang this painting in the main hall of the palace. It is good for the guests who come and go to appreciate and comment on it.”
The old butler took the painting tremblingly, that heartburn!
If this painting is hung up, it will be more used than the master's town house magic talisman.
Not to mention people, even the bull head and horse face, the Jade Emperor, would be scared to pee.
The butler was thinking about how to minimize the stimulation this painting brought to the Three Princes' Mansion.
Qian Duoduo had already finished work, and then ran to the edge of the bed with her little skirt in hand.
He took out the pills he had prepared a long time ago and put them into Long Yutian's mouth.
The butler felt that it was almost time, so he washed a hot towel and helped the prince wipe his hands and face.
Thinking about it, after suffering such a torment from Miss Qian, the lord should leave refreshed and graceful, shall he?
Who knew that the moment he held Long Yutian's hand, he found that the prince's hand was trembling slightly?
After all, the butler is an old man. Although he is well-informed, he has never seen him come back to life.
Seeing that Long Yutian raised his eyelids slightly, and his dark green pupils looked deeper because of the light, he was so frightened that his arms trembled that he almost threw Long Yutian out of bed.
Then he watched Long Yutian turn his head slightly with fear in his eyes, and said tremblingly: "Fraud, scam~~corpse!"
"What's fried shit? It's fried shit!" Qian Duoduo opened his mouth and came, and rudely replied to the old housekeeper who was full of astonishment, then sat beside Long Yutian, patted his face, and asked One sentence: "Ah San, how about running around? Do you still know who I am?"
Long Yutian rolled his eyeballs twice, his face turned rosy, he held the hand of the little woman beside him, and murmured: "Duo'er?"
"Good, that's right, it's me! It looks like the parts are complete, the IQ is complete, and even the root hair is few, haha, I'm really rejuvenated!!"
Component? Rejuvenation? Why do these two words add up to feel so weird?