God's hexagram favorite concubine

Chapter 2362 How can I like you, a pheasant?

Looking at the almost perfect painting in this chapter, Huo Ling'er felt an extremely bad premonition.

Baili Xuanchen must have used his heart to draw such an exquisite painting. In the painting, the man looks so fast, his movements and expressions are lifelike.

Huo Ling'er can be sure that if Baili Xuanchen hadn't looked at this man every day and observed his every movement, it would be absolutely impossible to draw the man in this painting so vividly.

Unable to describe her mood for a while, Huo Ling'er felt strong dissatisfaction, raised her hand and picked up the painting on the table, and tore the painting away with her hands full of jealousy.

Zila-!

Just when Huo Ling'er tore up the picture scroll and looked at Si Jin's body on the picture scroll, the closed door was suddenly opened, and then a stream of fiery red light flew towards Huo Ling'er , grabbed her arm, and asked fiercely, "You bastard, what are you doing?!"

A look of astonishment flashed across Huo Ling'er's eyes, and she watched helplessly as the man in the painting suddenly appeared alive in front of her eyes.

Especially when Huo Ling'er saw the real person Sijin, she realized that the man's appearance was even more delicate than the one in the painting. From facial features to eyebrows and eyes, they were all perfect without exception, so beautiful that she couldn't help but be infatuated.

However, Si Jin's attitude towards her was not very good, a look of displeasure appeared on that handsome face, and then with a forceful hand, he planned to break Huo Ling'er's wrist!

Sensing Sijin's intentions, Huo Ling'er was startled, subconsciously shook off Sijin's hand, and said angrily, "What do you think I can do? Of course I help my fiancé tidy up the room!" "

After hearing Huo Ling'er's words, Si Jin immediately flew into a rage, but he laughed back in anger, and snatched the half-torn portrait from Huo Ling'er's hand, "It's up to you?"

"You're not the roundworm in Ah Chen's stomach, how do you know he doesn't like me? Hehe, I think you're jealous of me." Huo Ling'er raised her eyebrows arrogantly, as if she really belonged here Like the master.

"Because I know my man. A man who fell in love with a peacock, how could he turn around and like you, a pheasant." Si Jin cast a disgusted look at Huo Ling'er, as if he was watching Wearing something unsightly.

Huo Ling'er was so angry that she really wanted to reprimand Si Jin for being overconfident, but Si Jin is so handsome, and her gestures are full of coquettishness, which makes her feel ashamed as a woman.

Just when Huo Ling'er was about to make a move angrily, Baili Xuanchen happened to come back.

Baili Xuanchen pushed open the door, and saw the two standing in his room, swords drawn.

Looking at this scene with dissatisfaction, Baili Xuanchen frowned deeply, "What are you doing?"

Huo Ling'er's eyes rolled slyly, and then her tears gushed out like beads of broken threads, and looked at Si Jin choked up and said, "Wuuuuuu, son, don't tear up the paintings anymore, these paintings It's all the wish of Young Master Baili, even if you don't like it, you can't treat it like this."

Si Jin held the picture scroll that was torn by Huo Ling'er, and couldn't help but glance at Huo Ling'er after hearing the words.

A bitch is indeed a bitch, never forgetting to turn black and white.

Si Jin didn't speak, he held the painting, looked at Baili Xuanchen, and waited for Baili Xuanchen's reaction.

(End of this chapter)