Chapter 323 Little Sweet Treasure

Although    draws quickly, it is hard to compliment.

  But fortunately, he painted this little boy, his enemy, so he doesn’t need to paint too beautifully.

  On the contrary, the uglier the painting, the better, he laughed while painting, and laughed so violently.

  He is not very concerned about the paintings of the little boy, he has to think that it is impossible for the other party to paint as well.

  During the course of his schooling, most of the painters in his class were girls, and a boy about his age, how good can he paint?

  He naturally doesn't think what he thinks.

  But Kang Weizhen could not stop curiosity for a long time, so she looked around...

  When I saw the little boy painting, the pupils contracted first, and the shock went deep into the soul, and then the strange feeling in my heart continued to circulate, becoming stronger and stronger.

Sheng An didn’t know it. After finishing the painting, he raised the painting and showed it to the little boy, only to find that the little boy did not look at his painting. Not only that, but the little boy still painted with one hand, and the other hand is still hanging on Shengyang’s. On the arm.

  Sheng'an frowned fiercely, and drew with one hand. How can I paint well?

  Is he despising himself?

Sheng'an was self-willed and arrogant, and he felt that he was severely stimulated, so he couldn't control his emotions. As soon as he raised his hand, he raised his chubby fist and was about to fall on the little boy. But it was held tightly by someone!

  It was not Shengyang who shot, but...

  Kang Weizhen held Sheng'an's hand tightly, shaking with excitement, and then looked at it with a sharp look, calling for Sheng An to be frightened and almost urinated in his pants.

   "Big... big aunt... what's wrong with you?"

  Kang Weizhen looked murderous, "What do you want to do?"

   "I..." Sheng An was speechless, but he couldn't figure out why the eldest mother suddenly protected this little boy from unknown origin.

  Kang Weizhen let go, and Sheng An did not dare to move anymore.

  Kang Weizhen changed his face in a second, and put on a sweet smile, "Ah, Dennis!"

   "Oops..." The little boy stuck out his tongue, took off his sunglasses, revealing a pair of blue and blue eyes, which seemed to bear the stars and the sea, "I was recognized."

  Kang Weizhen went crazy instantly, and the scene was comparable to a fan meeting.

  She already likes Dennis's paintings, and she likes this little cute too.

  Unexpectedly, he actually came home.

   also blamed her for not knowing this at the time, so she didn't recognize it.

  Sheng'an also didn't expect that the little boy who stuck to his cousin was actually a talented little painter and a cutie in the world—Dennis. Knowing that grandma missed him very much, he was stunned for a while, and then took a look at the other party’s paintings.

  Sheng’an: "……"

  Well, he was abrupt, and the paintings that others drew with one hand were too stable.

  He painted the eldest aunt, which is exactly the same as the eldest aunt, exactly like a real person embedded in the painting, all with soul.

   But Sheng An looked at Dennis who was pestering her cousin like that, her heart was still very sour and sour, regretting why she hadn’t listened to those professors and learned to paint, otherwise it wouldn’t be where she is now.

   "Auntie, this picture is for you and counts as a meeting gift." The talented little painter is well-deserved. Not only did he paint beautifully in such a short time, but he also finished all the paintings with accurate details.

  "Thank you, thank you..." Kang Weizhen held it in her hand.

  She is very fond of Dennis, this little cute, but...getting back to the subject...

  (End of this chapter)

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