The National Male God is Ruthless and Strong: Lord Qin, I Spoil You!

Xiao Qi expressed worry: the master is too good-looking. Master, let's take him away!

George chased Yantao three streets, two alleys, tired like a dog, "...you, you heard that I'm wordy... My name is George Gus, I'm a painter, I can paint anything, I want to do it for you You draw a picture."

Yan Tao paused, raised his eyebrows frivolously, and drew... as if he could send it to his wife.

"You, you finally believe me?"

George was panting heavily, but the young man in front of him didn't seem to notice, and glanced at him leisurely, "What words can you draw?"

"Oil painting, sketching, watercolor, I can paint, but I am best at oil painting." George looked at Yan Tao's expression, but the boy's performance did not seem to be a fifteen-year-old boy at all, calm and scary.

He could see no emotion.

"You can draw. If the outline of the face is too blurred to be seen, send me a picture after drawing."

Blurred faces?

This put George in a difficult situation. His chaotic breathing had calmed down a bit, and his eyes showed a bit of hesitation, "Does it have to be completely blurred?"

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

George: "Huh?"

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

The tone is very curious.

"En." Young Master Yan nodded his chin, folded his arms around his chest and meditated, "The face should be painted better, and it would be best to achieve the effect of one hit."

Can't make love for a long time, send a portrait to the past, maybe Zong Zong looks at himself every day, and suddenly falls in love with her?

She has to try every possibility.

"it is good!"

Such a good-looking boy will have something unsatisfactory?

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

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

"Curved, weak, paper?" George's Chinese knowledge is not too deep, he repeated it with difficulty, "What do you mean?"

Yan Tao smiled and frowned, and smiled to fool him, "This is a word handed down from the Hua Kingdom to praise people's intelligence. It has become very popular on the Internet recently."

Then Young Master Yan saw George foolishly believing it, with surprise on his face, "Really?"

She nodded naturally, with a faint smile on the end of her eyes, "I lied to you."

George... didn't you say that people in Huaguo are very kind?

Is it friendly to foreigners?

Why did he bump into someone who didn't play cards according to common sense?

Qiao Zhi endured grief and exchanged contact information with Yan Tao. Although he was cheated, art is above all else.

For him, nothing is more important than painting.

Xiaoqi: Master, people on Earth are so interesting.

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

Xiaoqi: Master, the triads have arranged someone to deal with you in the hotel.

Xiao Qi: ...

Yan Tao frowned slightly: Shut up!

Xiao Qi was disappointed and said: Master, you don't like my new cute figure~

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

Xiaoqi was startled and dared not speak any more.

For it, formatting is equivalent to killing the current one and recreating another Xiaoqi.

For the chip owner, each one is a small seven.

The function is the same.

However, for Xiaoqi, formatting and resetting means death.