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Chapter 325 Wei Jie Wants to Live Long (27)
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If there is revenge, what about grace?

Gratitude must be repaid.

After all, you can't be too double-standard in life.

You can be cowardly, but you can't be a bitch.

Shengge thought of exposing it lightly, but Wang Jiulang didn't think so.

It is necessary to kill all hidden dangers in the cradle.

"I don't know which wife the person in the painting is?"

It has been several days since he sent people to investigate, but unfortunately, no news has come.

It stands to reason that finding someone is not worth mentioning to his intelligence network.

"..."

Shengge raised his eyebrows, is this to be serious?
which lady...

Of course her wife.

"I don't know either, I just met by chance."

A beautiful young lady with a flourishing beauty, it is not impossible for her to fall in love at first sight.

Wang Jiulang raised his eyes and took a deep look at Sheng Ge. He didn't know, but he didn't know.

If it is as simple as meeting by chance, how can we draw every frown, smile and even the eyes so vividly in the painting.

Wei Jie is lying.

"Wei Jie, why don't you draw a portrait for me too."

Wang Jiulang said firmly, the smile on the corner of his mouth was a little vain, as if it would dissipate when the breeze blows.

"I'm not good at painting, so I don't show my ugliness anymore."

If she had known this, she shouldn't have shown off the portrait to Wang Chu that day.

Self-inflicted sin, can't live.

"I do not mind."

Wang Jiulang still smiled faintly, like a silent landscape painting.

I don't mind...

Shengge subconsciously wanted to say it.

"I draw..."

Shengge is essentially a coward.

Don't look at the smile on the corner of Cousin Wang's mouth, but if she refuses, it must not be a good thing waiting for her.

Well, this little fairy has always been a person with a strong desire to survive.

"good."

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Wang Jiulang's smile was a bit real, and the light word "obedient" was comforting and joyful.

Shengge lowered his head and silently rolled his eyes.

Do you think it's funny...

Humph.

Moving to the study room, laying paper with Sheng Ge, and Wang Jiulang studying ink, because both of them are charming, one is elegant and handsome, and the other is as gentle as jade, there is a little more feeling that the piano is in the royal palace out of thin air.

Well, to put it vulgarly, it means red sleeves add fragrance.

"Let's draw..."

After Wang Jiulang studied the ink, he left the study room after leaving two words.

Sheng Ge was stunned, the models were gone, how should she draw?
It's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice. Are you sure Cousin Wang is not embarrassing her?
"Cousin..." Sheng Ge tried to persuade him to stay.

"is it hard?"

Cousin Wang stamped his feet. Even though Sheng Ge didn't say much, he still saw clearly what Sheng Ge wanted to express.

"A woman who met by chance and only met once, you can draw it lifelike and lifelike. It shouldn't be difficult to draw a cousin, right?"

Wang Jiulang didn't know what he was thinking about.

He knew that he was a bit stupid now, and he already had a conclusion in his mind, but he still wanted to try it by chance.

Shengge bit her lower lip, how could it not be difficult...

Why did I feel that cousin Wang was getting more and more awkward when we met this time.

Please return to her the gentle and warm man at the beginning.

After speaking, Wang Jiulang left the study and sat on the swing that Sheng Ge had just made.

There was a familiar smell lingering on the swing frame, it seemed that Wei Jie Ranxiang was no different from him.

Infected with the same spice, Wang Jiulang's tense nerves relaxed slightly after hearing Wei Jie's lie.

lie...

What qualifications and position does he have to accuse Wei Jie of lying.

He has never been honest with Wei Jie, and it is only natural that Wei Jie deliberately conceals it.

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"Little Lord……"

"No need to say much."

Wang Jiulang interrupted what Wang Chu wanted to say.

"..."

Wang Chu backed away silently.

Judging by the young master's appearance, it is clear that he cannot get what he wants, and he yearns for it when he is young, but he still refuses to admit it.

Worrying about gains and losses?

The young master is determined to kill and attack, and can still occupy an unbreakable position in the big family of the Langya Wang family even though his father has lost his father and has no one to rely on. How can he be indecisive?

It really is a fan of the authorities.

……

……

Shengge lay limp on the chair, looking at the drawing paper on the desk, a little dazed.

The reason why she can draw beautiful young ladies is because she has been with them day and night for dozens of years, whether it is a good look or small movements, they are all clear to the heart.

But what about cousin Wang?

Shengge frowned, and asked herself, does she know Wang's cousin?
The answer is no.

Even if he pampered her, it could even be said to be pampering, but she really didn't understand Wang Jiulang.

If the relationship between her and Wang Jiulang is serious, it only lasts for a month to recuperate from illness.

For more than a month, Wang Jiulang usually visited every other day,

Every time I bring some food and interesting little things, I often stay for a whole day.

Either playing chess, or Wang Jiulang playing the piano, she dozed off in a terrible way, squinting her eyes from time to time, eating snacks and drinking tea, her life was very carefree.

Wang Jiulang in front of her has always been gentle, considerate, thoughtful and considerate.

Except for the first time or two, Wang Jiulang's food and small items are very suitable for her.

She and Wang Jiulang were able to get acquainted quickly, thanks to Wang Jiulang's carefulness.

But that's just familiarity.

Wang Jiulang was pampering her, and she thought she would trust Wang Jiulang.

But in fact...

She found that she didn't actually have a complete and profound portrait of Wang Jiulang in her mind.

She remembered his pampering and his appearance, but she just couldn't do it smoothly.

In fact, she has always been the most ruthless and indifferent person.

Shengge clearly realized this.

MMP, sure enough, she is not only cowardly and cowardly, but also ruthless, indifferent and selfish...

shit...

How did someone like her survive to this day.

luck...

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Uh, aren't you thinking about how to paint? How did you come to self-reflection?

I reflect on myself three times a day, what to eat for three meals, how do beauties look, how thicker the skin is...

far away...

What about the portrait of Wang Jiulang...

Sheng Ge knew that his painting skills could only be regarded as immature at best, and that of the beautiful young lady was extraordinary, what if he became nervous and became a soul painter.

Draw blindly.

Shengge was thinking about it.

Seeing Wang Jiulang's narrow-minded look, she will definitely not give up if she doesn't paint.

Shengge wrote, the one she was most familiar with was Wang Jiulang, who was gentle and elegant in front of her and seemed to have nothing to do with the world.

But familiarity is familiarity, there are many acquaintances, but how many can be engraved deep in my mind...

I always feel that this painting is a life-threatening painting, so sad.

In case of death, Zhiqiu didn't know if he would burn paper for her when she grew up, so that she would not die or be poor.



After finally becoming a beauty, the little fairy wants to live a long life.

Isn't it just a portrait painting?
What to say, one word, just do it.

Gentlemen, why hesitate.

It's normal to not be able to draw well, who made this little fairy a bad guy...

(End of this chapter)