Xiaoqi made a worry statement: The master is so beautiful. Master, let’s take him away!

George worked hard to chase three streets of Yantao, two alleys, and became a dog. "...you, you heard that I was whispering... My name is George Gus, I am a painter, I paint everything, I want to draw a picture for you."

Yan Taodun stopped and suddenly raised his eyebrows frivolously, painting... as if he could send it to his wife.

"You, you finally believe me?"

George panted heavily, but the boy in front of him seemed to have not seen it. He glanced at him, "What can you tell me?"

"I can draw oil paintings, sketches, and watercolors, but my best is oil paintings." George looked at Yan Tao's expression, but the boy's performance was completely different from a fifteen-year-old boy, calm and terrifying.

He couldn't see any emotion.

"You can draw, the outline of the face should be blurred so that it cannot be seen. After drawing, send me one."

Blurred outlines?

This made George embarrassed, his chaotic breathing calmed down a little, and his eyes showed a little hesitation, "Does it have to be completely blurred?"

Yan Tao: "I sent it to me. My request is that the more handsome the better, the better, it is best to be so handsome that people fall in love at first sight."

George: "Ah?"

He instantly thought of something and asked bluntly, "Do you want to give the painting to your sweetheart?"

His tone was very curious.

"Yes." Young Master Yan pointed his jaw and wrapped his hands around his chest and thoughtfully, "The face is more beautiful, and it is best to achieve the effect of hitting it with one blow."

If you can't fall in love over time, send a portrait over there. Maybe even if you look at yourself every day, you will suddenly fall in love with her?

She had to try every possibility.

"good!"

Anything like this beautiful boy will have something unsatisfactory?

George suddenly felt that he had a sense of mission and wanted to help this young man and catch up with his sweetheart!

George's voice suddenly raised up made Yan Tao glance at him with some disgust, "You are like a mentally retarded."

"Bent, weak, paper?" George's Chinese attainments were not too deep. He repeated it with difficulty, "What does it mean?"

Yan Tao smiled and bent his eyebrows and smiled and fooled him, "This is a word that has been passed down from China to praise people's intelligence. It has been very popular on the Internet recently."

Then Young Master Yan saw George believing foolishly, and his face showed a look of surprise, "Really?"

She nodded for granted, with a faint smile on her eyes, "I lied to you."

George...didn't it that Chinese people are very kind?

Very friendly to foreigners?

Why did he encounter someone who doesn't play according to common sense?

George endured the sadness and exchanged contact information with Yan Tao. Although he was deceived, art was above everything else.

For him, nothing is more important than painting.

Xiaoqi: Master, Earthlings are so interesting.

Xiaoqi: Master, I found the location of the future young lady.

Xiaoqi: Master, the people from the Triad have arranged people to deal with you in the hotel.

Xiaoqi:...

Yan Tao frowned slightly: Shut up!

Xiaoqi said disappointedly: Master, you don’t like my new cute body~

A dangerous smile emanated from the corner of Yan Tao's mouth: If you continue to speak abnormally, I will format you and reset it.

Xiaoqi was shocked and dared not speak anymore.

For it, formatting is equivalent to killing it now and reshaping another little seven.

For the chip owner, each one is Xiaoqi.

The functions are the same.
Chapter completed!