But a certain silly Baitian was led into the pit by Xiao Mo before she could react. Nuomi Tuan thought about it for a while, and what Xiao Mo said seemed to make sense. Dad guessed it right, so it wasn't him who told the secret.
"The glutinous rice dumplings, Ye Zijin are like him. Is he from this world? Is he from another world?"
The glutinous rice ball moved for a while, Xiao Mo smoothed the hair of the glutinous rice ball comfortingly and continued: "Then does he come from the world of cultivation..."
Xiao Mo felt the glutinous rice ball rolling violently under his hand [Baba...baba bah bah bah, the Yin family's head hurts so much, ah, is the Yin family going to die? It's over, I will never see daddy again, I can no longer chase the female fox.]
Xiao Mo didn't know what happened to Nuomi Tuan, so he quickly sent some spiritual power into Nuomi Tuan's body. Nuomi Tuan was much better now, but he just collapsed to the side, and the fox fur on his body was wet from the tears and sweat just now. , the whole person seemed to have just been fished out of the water.
The whole person looked extremely pitiful. Xiao Mo touched the hair of the glutinous rice ball guiltily. The reason why the glutinous rice ball felt so painful was probably because the main system it said was at work, and that power was preventing him from exploring the mystery.
That’s all, that’s all, it’s still early, let’s talk about it later.
Xiao Mo comforted Nuomi Tuan for a while and even signed many "unequal" treaties. Nuomi Tuan was a big-hearted little dumpling. Even though it had just suffered such a big blow, it had rested and it still needed to eat and drink. Don’t take bad things to heart.
Xiao Mo was also amused by its big-hearted appearance and touched the small forehead of the glutinous rice ball.
In his previous life, Feng Yuqing also liked painting, and he had good painting skills. He especially liked painting plum blossoms in the snow and winter, because he thought plum blossoms were beautiful and the snowy sky was beautiful, just like the best first time on white paper. And elegant, neither declaring war to seize the throne, nor secretly feeling depressed.
Although Ye Zijin also likes plum blossoms, he still doesn't have as much experience as Feng Yuqing. Although the plum blossoms he painted have their own shape, they are still lacking in charm.
How could Xiao Mo not see the leaves that Xiao Mo could see? It's just that he has been painting plum blossoms for so many years. Although he has painted countless plum blossoms, he only likes a few, but he still lacks a little bit of the charm of the plum blossoms. , he couldn’t tell the specifics.
He didn't expect that Xiao Mo would reveal the problem with just one sentence. He was very surprised. He didn't expect that Xiao Mo knew so much about painting.
Xiao Mo just smiled when he heard Ye Zijin's praise and had no words to say. To say that the person with the real painting skills was that person. He was just influenced by that person. He made countless paintings but only had one painting of Aoxue. Hanmei can take action.
As Ye Zijin listened to Xiao Mo talking about her understanding of painting, her eyes became brighter and brighter, as if she had discovered some treasure.
Why didn't he expect that Aoxue Hanmei could paint like this
"Ao Xue Han Mei, the main scenery in the painting is snow and plum blossoms. It seems simple, but in fact the most difficult thing to express is the pride of plum blossoms. Although your plum blossom painting is good, it still lacks a bit of charm. The main reason is that you want to paint the object first. First, we must carefully observe its shape and scenery. How can we draw its charm without seeing the cold plum blossoms in the snow with our own eyes on a snowy day."
The light in Ye Zijin's eyes dimmed a bit when he heard Xiao Mo's words. It's not that he had never thought of doing this, but it was just his own body. Let alone going to the snow to see the winter plums in person, even if it was windy for a while, it might cause fever.
(End of chapter)