fisherman song answer

#212-Fishing: Puzzle Part Two

When Qin Wenyu saw the little note, he almost exploded on the spot.

The little father-in-laws didn't dare to catch their breath.

Qin Wenge sneered and sent someone to collect all the little notes.

Qin Wenyu left with a dark face, and Qin Wenge happily followed behind him with a stack of papers in his arms.

Qin Wenyu, the national male god, is naturally often misrepresented as her husband.Husband... Always do some indescribable things.

There is a thick stack of indecent villain paintings on Qin Wensinger, each of which has a variety of styles; the protagonist of each is naturally a fisherman.

Qin Wenyu: Wenge, you already knew that someone wanted (crossed out) to rape me like that?

Qin Wenge: This... (I am the first one...)

Qin Wenyu: Who painted these?

Qin Wenge smiled flatteringly: Brother, I caught all those people!

Qin Wenyu: So you really knew about Wenge?

Qin Wenge: This...

Qin Wenyu: Why did you arrest them?

Qin Wenge: I also like these paintings.I asked them to draw it for me to see alone.Hee hee hee.

Once again, Qin Wenyu was almost fainted by Qin Wenge's turmoil.

Qin Wenge: I have arrested a group of people, and a new group of painters will appear soon.Brother, I can't finish it.

Qin Wenyu: Do I just let people paint me in such a miserable state?

Qin Wenge: What's wrong with it?It's obviously very beautiful...

Qin Wenyu suddenly blushed.

Qin Wenge continued: But I don't like letting others see it either.Fortunately, those painters still know how to draw clothes for you, brother, otherwise I would really goug their eyes...

Qin Wenyu was upset when he heard the seriousness in Qin Wenge's tone.

Qin Wenyu: Wenge, what does the obscene (crossed out) pictorial you showed me have anything to do with puzzles?

Qin Wenge: This is the answer.

Qin Wenyu: What?

The two happened to pass by a dense grove.

Qin Wenge: Falling flowers and wind and rain hurt spring even more, it is better to take pity on the person in front of you.Brother, these paintings are the answer to the riddle.Your eyes are like falling flowers in a storm, telling me to... to take pity on the person in front of me.