The warm wind blows over, even with saliva, which is very unhygienic.

Dongfang Aoshi's depressed mood gradually calmed down because of Yaohua's caring.

With a complete expression, "Yaohua."

"Yes." Xiao Yaohua crossed her legs, put her hands on her hips, and sat on Dongfang Aoshi's lap, "Speak, uncle."

"Didn't you just say that there is a way to help this king?" Dongfang Aoshi knew that it was unrealistic to pin his hopes on a four-year-old child.

But Yaohua is now the closest person to gentleness.

Maybe Yaohua really has a way.

"Yes." Xiao Yaohua nodded, then frowned again, "But..."

"but?"

"Uncle is ugly, is it okay?"

"It's ok."

"Alright then!" Xiao Yaohua nodded, as if she had made up her mind, "Uncle, let's get the pen, ink and inkstone."

"Brush, ink and inkstone?" Dongfang Aoshi was stunned, not knowing what Xiao Yaohua wanted to do.

But I still carried him and went to the painting table.

"Uncle, I want to sit on it." Xiao Yaohua pointed to the picture table and said.

Dongfang Aoshi carried him up.

"Uncle, sit over there." Xiao Yaohua pointed to the chair.

Dongfang Aoshi sat down.

"You sit down and don't move." Xiao Yaohua finished her confession earnestly, then turned around and dipped her brush in ink.

"Yaohua?" What does this little guy want to do?

Could it be that he wanted to draw something on his face?

Dongfang Aoshi frowned deeply.

"Uncle, don't move, or you will poke your eyes." The brush dangled in front of the face, and the ink dripped down, staining both of their clothes.

"...Yaohua, are you...?"

"Draw a pig's nose on uncle's face!" Xiao Yaohua said seriously.

"..."

"In the past, I made mistakes, and it was always like this." Xiao Yaohua shared her experience very generously, "Every time the manager sees the pig nose on my face, he will not be angry."

"..."

"Uncle, don't move, don't move." Xiao Yaohua said, the brush directly drew on Dongfang Aoshi's face...

If it were someone else who dared to break ground on Dongfang Aoshi's Tai Sui, he would have been chopped into hundreds of pieces long ago.

But Yaohua is different.

Yaohua is not only the child of Dongfang Aoshi's younger sister, but also brought up by him.

No matter what he does, Dongfang Aoshi will not be angry.

What's more, Dongfang Aoshi is now relying on him to win gentle forgiveness?

The maids hung their heads in unison, no one dared to look around, for fear that if they looked at it, their eyes would be gouged out.

Sitting on the painting table, Xiao Yaohua carefully painted on her uncle's face.

All around, a piece of silence.

After a while, Xiao Yaohua's painting was finally completed.

Patted his chubby little hands and announced, "Okay, uncle."

The corners of Dongfang Aoshi's brows twitched, and he knew how miserable his current situation was without looking.

But it doesn't matter.

If this is the case, it is worth it in exchange for a gentle forgiveness.

Dongfang Aoshi stood up, "Let's go."

"Go? Where are you going?" Xiao Yaohua wondered, "It's not over yet."

"..."

Xiao Yaohua asked someone to come over with a cloth strip.

"Uncle, you write here." Xiao Yaohua gave him the brush.

"Write what?"

"Well... Just write, I'm a big villain, I'm not good, I was wrong, I won't dare next time." Xiao Yaohua said.

Every time he begged the steward for forgiveness, he asked his servants to help him write it like this.

Although Dongfang Aoshi didn't understand, what is the use of this strip, he still wrote it on the strip according to Yaohua's intention.

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