Mother Fox vows not to be a slave

Chapter 1134 The Powerful Empress Dowager (19)

"I don't want this matter to spread." Mu An'an jumped into the Liangjia courtyard consciously. She was not worried at all - cultivators rarely come to the secular world, so it doesn't hurt to borrow their names.

Take care...

She doesn't know how to wear clothes.

"Old...Master." The guard wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Pick up the gun and stand still." The good member glared at the guard, "A man, he was frightened by a little baby."

"Really."

The guard was speechless, but that was the Master of Comprehension!

Mu Anan was wandering around, and suddenly a familiar smell hit her nose. She turned her head happily and saw a child with an elegant temperament standing at the end of the corridor, frowning at her.

"who are you?"

With a loud voice, this little brat is too good-looking!
Mu An'an felt excited.

"Me? It's your book boy."

"I don't need a book boy!" Liangyuan flicked his sleeves and walked to the study angrily.

The good man arrived just now, and he witnessed the awkward meeting of the two children, "This...the venerable...the dog is naughty..."

"It's okay, Uncle, you can just call me An'an. Anyway, I am a book boy, and I am satisfied with a place to eat and live."

The girl smiled, her eyes were as bright as water, clear and clear.

"Okay, An'an, the study room is in front, that kid, if he doesn't read a book, he knows how to play around, so there is Lao Zun... An'an."

"Liangyuan is a talented person." Mu Anan left a sentence, and rushed into the study room at a trot!
If it weren't for the calmness of his words, the good staff would almost think that Mu An'an was an ordinary child.

Did he... just tell His Holiness the child's name?

strange.

The young boy was sitting on a high stool, holding a brush to write and draw on the rice paper, his whole body exudes a dusty atmosphere.

Mu An'an raised her eyebrows, she took a closer look, and there was a tortoise on the four-foot-three rice paper!

this kid...

Liangyuan didn't even raise his head, "What? Shutong, do you want to control me?"

"No matter, it's just that this turtle is poorly drawn and has no aura at all. It looks like a dead thing at first glance." Mu Anan shook her head seriously, and the rabbit on her shoulder also shook its head.

"Oh, to put it lightly, it seems that you draw well, you... are so much younger than me!" Liang Yuan said contemptuously, he felt that his father was teasing him, what can such a small child do!

He is not a nanny!

"That's not certain, I'm a master at drawing turtles!" Mu An'an said, picking up the wolf's brush beside him - the wolf's brush is slightly harder than the brush, so it's easier to transfer the strength to the paper.

Langhao brushes are suitable for painting on a deeper level.

Liangyuan snorted coldly.

The first stroke is smooth and natural, with a cool mellowness, and a bit like a naughty tortoise.

He snorted again.

Mu An'an ignored it, she continued to draw, with just a few strokes, a cute turtle leaped onto the paper, both in shape and charm, really cute, as if it would crawl out of the rice paper in the next second.

"How is it? Is it cute?" Mu Anan shook her head, looking at the boy in a daze, with red lips and white teeth, and long eyelashes casting a crow-blue shadow on his face, she secretly sighed, why is he so good-looking.

This little brat.

She pursed her lips, restraining the urge to rub the other person's head.

"Not doing business properly." Liangyuan criticized, and took out "Sun Tzu's Art of War" to read.

Mu Anan stuck out his tongue, hugged the rabbit and sat aside.

For the sake of saving face, Liangyuan looked at the girl while studying the art of war—the appearance was not bad, and the turtle drawing was not bad, but no matter how she looked at it, she was not pleasing to the eye.

After a stick of incense.

The girl began to nod like a chicken pecking rice, the rabbit in her arms was already fast asleep.

　Two more.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)