Husband is bad: evil president is not easy to mess with

Although it is different from the usual paintings and looks cuter, but it can be recognized at a glance that the person in the painting is him.

Yan Junyan flipped through them one by one.

The people in the painting have different expressions——

Fierce, cruel, angry... The paintings are very vivid, and some have two devil horns on their heads, or black wings——

Almost every expression is available.

But just not his gentle appearance.

In Mu Ruofei's heart, his image is as cruel as in the painting?

Every time Yan Junyan looked at a picture, his eyebrows frowned.

When he turned to the last two pictures, his face was already like the surface of the sea before a storm.

Mu Ruofei was baffled, not knowing where she had offended him again.

Even if you don't like the gift she gave, you don't have to look so ugly, right?

Almost as black as ink.

No matter how smooth these q layouts are, they were drawn while chatting, and they were painstaking efforts.

Mu Ruofei was very upset that her hard work was disliked like this.

"I know, you are a rich man, and you don't like this little thing." She said, reaching out to snatch the picture back.

Yan Junyan avoided it easily and continued to browse.

Finally, in the last picture, he saw that he didn't have a fierce expression on his face.

is a scene.

He leaned against the plum tree, holding a wine glass, looking into the distance.

The head is lowered, so no expression can be seen, and there are no decorations around.

But Yan Junyan could feel that the expression of the person in the painting was soft.

Yan Junyan recalled the situation of holding Mu Ruofei a few days ago——

It was in the study.

He was leaning on the screen bed as in the picture, dealing with business affairs.

Mu Ruofei slept soundly with her pillow on his arm.

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Yan Junyan looked at himself in the painting, with empty arms, and frowned displeasedly.

"You painted all of these?" Yan Junyan asked.

He never knew that Mu Ruofei could still paint.

Moreover, it is so vividly drawn.

"What does that expression mean, don't you believe it?" Mu Ruofei was very upset when the thing she was most proud of and favorite was questioned.

Yan Junyan raised his eyebrows.

The butler understood immediately and brought pens, inks, papers and inkstones.

When Mu Ruofei saw it, her entire face turned black.

Damn scumbag!

What does he mean?

Doubt that you can’t draw, do you want to verify it with your own eyes?

Mu Ruofei was so angry that her eyes spewed fire

"One person is missing, make it up." Yan Junyan pointed at the painting.

"???" Mu Ruofei was puzzled for a while, not understanding what Yan Junyan meant.

She thinks this picture is very good, and there is no shortage of anyone.

Yan Junyan took the brush, dipped it in ink, and put it in Mu Ruofei's hand.

"painting."

"Draw... what?"

"Less people."

"No less."

"My young master said that if there is less, it means less."

"..."

"painting!"

"..."

"What? I want Master Ben to teach you how to write?"

"..."

Mu Ruofei looked at the writing brush that was forced into her hand, but she was speechless.

She didn't know at all, what was missing in this painting, how to write it?

Yan Junyan's expression became even uglier seeing her not moving for a long time.

He squeezed Mu Ruofei's jaw violently, forcing her to focus on the painting.

"Here, draw yourself on it."

Draw her too?

And it was still in Yan Junyan's arms?

Mu Ruofei was dazed, with deep suspicion besides dazed eyes.

I don't understand why Yan Junyan has such a request...