Shin's painter

fight? !

She flicked up her skirt and said to Shuang'er, "Lead the way."

On the martial arts field, the brother and sister fought each other for no less than three hundred moves, and they still couldn't tell the winner, but Sun Da was already sweating profusely, out of breath, and exhausted.

He hides in the studio to paint all year round, day and night upside down, not diligent in martial arts.

Defeat is only a matter of time.

Grabbing his sister's wooden sword, Sun Da reprimanded: "Qiwa, stop."

"I want to seek justice for the insult Master Shen suffered today, otherwise... otherwise I will have no face to see her."

When it comes to protecting her, it's not just talking about it.

"You want to kill your brother?" Sun Da exclaimed angrily.

Sun Ling's eyes darkened, and she replied sadly: "If you really want to kill, the first person who should be killed is me, not you."

The Sun family has always been shameless when joking around. Only now did Sun Da understand that what he thought was a small joke was actually a sharp sword stabbing at his sister's heart.

She really fell in love with that man!

The strong emotion cheered him up.

He is just a painter, his complexion is fairer and tenderer, and his appearance is not too outstanding, but he can still catch the eye.Sister, why are you obsessed with her regardless of ethics?

Just when the two were fighting inextricably, suddenly a group of white shadows rushed into the training ground, raised a wooden stick and hit Sun Da——

Seeing this scene, Shen Xiaozhi, who arrived outside the venue in time, lost her footsteps and fell to the ground, not daring to take a closer look.I saw a little white added between black and blue.

Sun Da received a blow from the back and blocked it with his backhand.

Sun Ling fixed her eyes, and was so frightened that she immediately withdrew her moves, but unfortunately the momentum was gone, it was not easy to recover, and she was about to hit that chubby little body.

Outside, someone jumped into the dangerous fight, hugged the white shadow in his arms, Sun Ling's sword hit his back fiercely, and Sun Da's sword swept towards his calf .

He silently received two swords.

Although the brother and sister used wooden swords, their sword energy was overwhelming, powerful and powerful.Ordinary people who were hit by swords suffered from torn skin and flesh at least, and fractured bones at worst.

Everyone fixed their eyes to see who sacrificed themselves and jumped to save others.

That person was actually Sun Si.

Sun Si picked up Axiu who broke into the fight for no reason, and saw that his slender eyes were shining with fire, and his fat and short hands were still holding a small wooden stick, stabbing at Sun Da.

a bit,

two times,

three times...

Seeing this, Sun Ling smiled movedly.It's not in vain that she fed so many delicacies into his stomach. Although Axiu didn't speak, she still had a place in his heart.

Xiuwa probably misunderstood that her elder brother wanted to bully her, so she picked up the stick to help.

Sun Ling asked: "Is Xiuwa hurt anywhere?" Seeing his quick movements, she still couldn't help worrying.Axiu is Shen's heart and soul, and also her favorite person.

Sun Si gave his elder brother and younger sister a hard look. "Sun Shu, Sun Ling, you two beat your brother with a stick, which violates the Sun family's house rules, and you will be fined to run a hundred laps."

Ah!

Sun Da yelled angrily while dodging Axiu's attack. "You were the one who ran over and got beaten by yourself, how could you blame me!"

Not to mention a hundred laps, even three laps, he couldn't finish it.

Could it be that today is his crucifixion day, but unfortunately it is destined that his crucifixion will not end here.

Sun Si ignored their wailing and walked out of the training ground with Xiuwa in his arms.Sun Liu, who arrived later, broke out in a cold sweat and wanted to take Xiuwa, but Sun Si refused, and went directly to Shen Xiaozhi, and said to the maid, "Shuang'er help Shen painter!"

Shen Xiaozhi's legs trembled slightly, and she finally stood still.

Why did the things that made her legs tremble today so frequently?

Sun Si put Xiuwa on his shoulders and left the backyard with big strides, while Painter Shen followed behind with small steps.

Xiuwa didn't sit on her shoulders, and excitedly swayed from side to side, waving the small wooden stick in the air. Others looked terrified, but he took pleasure in it.

Son, you are sitting on the shoulders of a tiger!

Shen Xiaozhi couldn't figure out the difference between shock and fear.

For her son, she fought hard, quickened her pace, and ran to Sun Si's side. "Fourth... Fourth Master, don't dare to bother Fourth Master, please put Xiuwa down!"

Sun Si was stunned, and replied: "No trouble. The baby is heavy, and even Master Shen can't hold it. I'll take him back." After leaving a word, one person and one baby disappeared in the corridor.

After Shen Xiaozhi returned to the guest room, she saw her son in the front hall alone, gnawing on a big steamed stuffed bun that he didn't know where he came from.She turned her head and said to Shuang'er: "Shuang'er, go and bring a plate of fruit!"

Shuang'er backed away.

She was originally the maid of Qianyiju, and also Sun Ling's close maid.On the night that Painter Shen moved into Sun's residence, Sun Ling brought her to serve Shen Painter and his party.

Painter Shen is different from the rumors, he is kind and never puts on airs to criticize, it's just that his appetite is... "bigger".

Nine dishes and one soup for breakfast, she thought it was too extravagant at first, and annoyed her for wasting food.As a result, at first glance, the mother and son had a good meal.

After two days, she has gotten used to the fact that Shen's mother and son have big appetites, and they want to eat anytime, anywhere.

A plate of tender apricots with nothing but brown pits left.

Before Shen Xiaozhi was cleaned up, she saw a black figure standing by the door. She reflexively covered her chest with her hands, and reflexively covered her legs.

At this time, I always feel that my hands are not enough.

She pulled the child behind her and asked angrily, "What are you doing here?"

Sun Da wiped his face and shed a few drops of hot sweat.He straddled the threshold and used his hands as a fan to cool himself down a little.