She didn't wait for the answer, nor was she discouraged. She continued to look at the painting again, "His eyes are really beautiful, just like Brother Ling's. I like Brother Ling's dark eyes very much, but I also like his gray ones."

Where are the eyes?"

Those dark phoenix eyes stared intently at the silver-gray eyes on the painting.

"Beautiful?" Ling Jing sneered. Are eyes of this color beautiful? In his opinion, there is nothing uglier than these eyes!

But she was talking about being beautiful and saying she liked the gray color?! Does she know what she is talking about?!

"Well, they are very beautiful. If Brother Ling's eyes are also gray, they must be as beautiful as the eyes of the person in the painting!" She said seriously.

A tremor surged through his body, as if he had been struck by lightning, and he was speechless for a long time.

"Brother Ling, can you give this painting to me?" she said suddenly.

He was stunned. Although the little guy always likes to cling to him, she rarely asks him for anything. Usually she takes the initiative to give him things. For example, her toys, her favorite snacks, her

Collection of cartoon CDs, etc...

"Why do you want this painting?" he asked her in a murmur.

"Because the person in the painting looks very much like Brother Ling! Looking at this painting, it's like seeing what Brother Ling will look like when he grows up." She already has a photo of Brother Ling now, so she also wants a picture of what Brother Ling will look like in the future.

portrait.

He lowered his eyes lightly and glanced at the portrait that recorded the passage of time. This man probably never thought until his death that after he died, there would be people who went crazy because of him.

Then... I did something forbidden!

"Okay, if you want it, take it away. If you don't want it in the future, just burn it." His voice was filled with cold disgust - disgust for this painting!

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"I heard that you gave that painting to Xiao Xi?" Ling Pengtian said rarely during dinner.

"Yeah." Ling Jing responded calmly.

"You seem to care about that painting very much. I thought you wouldn't give it away," Ling Pengtian said.

Concerned? Rather than caring, it would be more appropriate to say disgust, "It's just a painting, there's nothing to care about."

"You seem to dislike your uncle very much, Ah Jing, can you tell me why?" Ling Pengtian asked, staring straight at Ling Jing with his eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, "You and

He has the same color of eyes, so logically speaking, he should feel more friendly, right?"

The hands holding the chopsticks suddenly tightened, but Ling Jing's face still maintained a certain calmness, "You don't need any reason if you don't like it."

"Really?" Ling Pengtian said thoughtfully, then smiled softly, "This uncle of yours was a very powerful person back then. It was he who established the predecessor of Ling's Shipbuilding Industry. Your grandfather once said

, the only genius he has seen in his life is your uncle. Without your uncle, perhaps there would not be the Ling family today. He is a person who can turn decay into magic. If he had not been assassinated that year, Ying Nian

If he died young, his name today, Ling Jiyue, might become a household name."

Ling Pengtian recounted this once stunning figure in the Ling family as if telling a legend, "When I was a child, I often heard your grandfather talk about this great uncle, although he was already dead when I was born.

However, I respect him very much. This respect comes from the bottom of my heart and there is nothing that can replace it!"

There was still nothing strange on Ling Jing's face, but only he knew how fast his heart was beating at this moment. Ling Jiyue, this legendary figure, first accidentally discovered it in the attic when he was a child.

After taking his portrait, I tried every means to find out everything about this person.

Although photos were considered a rare thing at that time, the Ling family still kept a lot of photos of Ling Jiyue. In addition to photos, there were also many news briefings about him, some of his past relics, his letters, and even

There is...his tombstone!

Then while searching for these, I also found... my mother's relics, and also discovered the... forbidden secret.

"Ajing, if possible, I hope you can also like this uncle, because without him, there would be no Ling family, and there would be no..." Ling Pengtian's last words disappeared in his mouth.

Ling Jing suddenly smiled and said, "Okay, father, I will try my best - if I can really like you."

That smile was an indescribable kind of deathly silence.

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After Jun Baobao got the painting, she became obsessed with painting, and the object she painted was naturally Ling Jing. She would use colored crayons to draw Ling Jing on white paper. Of course, as a model

, Ling Jing had to keep his posture as still as possible in front of her.

Fortunately, Ling Jing would read quietly most of the time. It was not difficult for him to maintain a still posture.

Jun Yuexi said, "Brother Ling, I want to draw you every day, so that I will have many, many portraits of you in the future."

He has a big head. What she said can only be called a children's painting. There is no way to tell who the person painted above looks like. At least, if he didn't know it in advance, he wouldn't be able to recognize her at all.

It's him who is painting.

And whenever she finished a painting, she liked to show it off in front of him, asking him desperately if it looked like it. If he said it didn't look like it, she would continue painting until he looked like it.

So far.

So later on, basically whenever she drew something, he would say it looked like it. Unless he wanted to tease her occasionally and wanted to see her different expressions, he would say it didn't look like it.

Funny... Once upon a time, he had this kind of leisurely elegance? And it was directed at a seven-year-old child.

Another habit that Jun Yuexi has developed is to lick Ling Jing. Of course, Jun Baobao's licking is, strictly speaking, no different from a puppy licking a person. It means sticking out its tongue and touching Ling Jing's face.

On the neck, collar... basically the skin exposed outside the clothes was licked and licked.

And strangely, Ling Jing did not object to this kind of behavior. He even allowed her licking with a kind of tacit approval. After the first time and the second time, Jun Baobao immediately started to take advantage of it.

"Brother Ling, except for Xiao Xi, please don't let anyone else lick you like this in the future, okay?" The little guy's current licking will be accompanied by biting teeth, so every time he licks well, Ling Jing's face and neck will

A few shallow teeth marks are always indispensable.
Chapter completed!