I, the strongest soft rice king, picked up a super cute wife at the beginning

A pair of eyes stared at Fang Luo and Leng Chuyin.

I can't wait to eat both of them raw.

Notice the look in her eyes.

The two of them picked up the little raccoon slippers tacitly.

time.

Leng Qianqian was also discouraged.

Incarnate into a little obedient baby who is obedient and can no longer be obedient.

The next day.

Fang Luo received a call from Su Xiaoxin.

To say thanks.

The mother and daughter invited him to be a guest.

Follow the address.

Fang Luo came to an old community.

I saw them living in a shed less than ten square meters.

There is hardly any decent furniture inside.

Because of the perennial wind and rain.

Air leaks everywhere.

Dilapidated.

Ge Yanyun said: "I'm sorry, Mr. Fang, because our mother and daughter are in debt, we really don't have any extra money to rent a house, so a kind person lent us here to live in. I hope you don't mind too much."

"It's okay." Fang Luo said.

Even though he said that, Su Xiaoxin still felt embarrassed.

She took Fang Luo's arm and said, "Uncle, my mother can cook by herself, let's go out to bask in the sun together."

Fang Luo and Su Xiaoxin came outside the shed.

The weather is not bad today.

The sun is warm.

Fang Luo couldn't imagine.

Living in such a place, if it rains and snows, how will their mother and daughter live?

Just when I was in a trance.

Su Xiaoxin shouted: "Uncle, Uncle, what do you think of my painting?"

Fang Luo was pulled back to his thoughts.

He looked at the drawing paper in Su Xiaoxin's hand.

It depicts him and some surrounding scenery.

Probably because the bench is uneven.

There are still many small holes poked by the pen on her drawing paper.

But overall.

It's okay to draw.

It can be seen that there is a little skill.

Fang Luo encouraged: "The painting is not bad, Xiaoxin is really good."

Su Xiaoxin's originally apprehensive heart was suddenly filled with joy.

She said excitedly: "Really, Uncle, since our family went bankrupt, I haven't painted for a long time."

"Well, of course it's true."

The two are talking.

There was a childish voice of a little boy next to him.

"Cut, that's it, the painting is really ugly!"

The little boy looked no more than ten years old.

His tone was full of disdain.

heard.

Su Xiaoxin was suddenly unhappy.

"Yang Mingming, what do you mean?"

Yang Mingming straightened his back and said, "What else do you mean? I made it very clear just now. Your drawing is ugly, not even half as good as mine."

Yang Mingming is a well-known brat in the community.

Relying on my parents is a bit capable.

Has always been arrogant and domineering.

He also speaks without restraint, without any education at all.

The children around were all bullied by him.

"You..." Su Xiaoxin said angrily, "Okay, since you are so good at drawing, let me see it!"

Yang Mingming snatched the pen from Su Xiaoxin's hand.

"Keep your eyes open for my master."

"I'm watching, just don't be ashamed."

"Shame? You're probably overthinking it!"

The voice fell.

Yang Mingming immediately started to paint.

Soon.

A painting similar to Su Xiaoxin's came out.

Whether it is the details or all aspects, it is indeed beyond her.

Yang Mingming casually threw the pen on the ground.

She clapped her hands and said triumphantly, "How about it, Su Xiaoxin, are you willing to admit defeat?"

Although unwilling to admit it.

Su Xiaoxin also understood that she was indeed not as good at drawing as Yang Mingming.

Seeing her not speak.

Yang Mingming said again: "Tell me, Su Xiaoxin, you are older than me, you count as my older sister, how can you draw such rubbish?"

Su Xiaoxin remained silent.

Eye sockets are a little red.

Fang Luo saw all this scene.

He didn't expect that this brat could be so arrogant.

He picked up the pen.

Then he said to Yang Mingming: "Little friend, you are too rude. Don't your parents educate you well?"

Yang Mingming glanced at Fang Luo.

Didn't pay attention to him at all.

With his hands in his pockets, he looked like he thought he was awesome.

"Smelly old man, which onion are you?"

smelly old man...

Fang Luo resisted the thought of slapping him, and said, "It doesn't matter who I am, since you are so capable, do you dare to compare yourself with me?"

Yang Mingming looked at no one in his eyes: "Smelly old man, just compare, don't you think I'm still afraid that you won't succeed?"

Fang Luo laughed and said, "Then if you lose, you must immediately apologize to the young lady next to you."

"Okay, then you must have this ability."

"it is good."

Followed by.

Fang Luo also started to write.

Soon.

The same painting came out again.

It's different from Su Xiaoxin and Yang Mingming's petty fights.

Fang Luo's paintings are completely at the level of masters.

The two little guys were dumbfounded.

Su Xiaoxin said in a daze, "Uncle, so you are so good at drawing."

Yang Mingming was also confused.

Fang Luo's painting.

It feels much better than the famous tutor who taught him.

Fang Luo said to Yang Mingming: "How about it, kid, are you willing to admit defeat?"

"I admit defeat."

Fang Luo was a little surprised.

This little brat didn't play tricks.

He said, "Okay, then apologize quickly."

"Why? I didn't agree to your conditions just now."

Su Xiaoxin said angrily: "Yang Mingming, you still have to show some shame, I heard it just now."

Yang Mingming looked like a rascal: "Then you take out the evidence, otherwise, this is not convincing!"

Fang Luo couldn't help laughing.

Well, he was sloppy again.

This little kid is really rambunctious.

He was too lazy to talk so much.

He directly hugged Yang Mingming by the waist.

A slap on his ass.

"Since your parents don't educate you well, let me, an old man, help you."

That's it.

Fang Luo slapped him a few more times.

Yang Mingming wailed in pain.

Originally, she opened her mouth to insult Fang Luo.

But it was a few more slaps.

He is also honest.

Fang Luo said, "Aren't you sorry?"