Long Live the Wild Wife: The Black Bellied Evil King Against the Princess

The whole person's face is full of ease -

She still decided that she would win.

This whole apocalypse, who's painting skills can match her? It is precisely because of this that she will take the initiative to propose a talent test, because she can not lose!

Turning his head, Feng Qingying looked at Feng Chuge, and his eyes showed a bit of ridicule...

The time they made the painting was a fragrant time.

When Feng Qingyi completed the painting, the incense was burned for a long while.

She sat on one side, waiting for the Fengchu song, watching the column incense slowly burned out, the disdain of the eyes is even worse.

That scent, finally burned to the end, but Feng Chuge has not finished painting, Feng Qing 染 face dyed a bit proud, she stood up, want to say "time to."

Unexpectedly, just at the moment of her opening, that is, when the last point of the ash fell, Feng Chu sang a pen...

"Drawing is finished..."

The ash is just landing, the time is very accurate, not much in a second, a lot of seconds!

Feng Qing’s eyes are dark and dark, and I still want to take this opportunity to fall apart.

but……

Fengqing's brows are wrinkled.

Why, I feel that something is wrong, and the time of Fengchu’s song is so embarrassing...

Suddenly, my heart suddenly gave birth to a few horror, but it was only a moment. Feng Qingyi shook his head and drove the strange emotion out.

"What is the painting of the four sisters?" Feng Qing slammed forward and smiled extremely warmly.

"You can't compare to your sister, you are the first talented woman of Apocalypse. Look at your first."

Obviously, for the compliments of others, Feng Qingyi likes it very much.

She went forward and spread her paintings -

When the painting was exposed to a few people, He Lianyu’s eyes were amazed.

Feng Qing's talents, naturally, needless to say, with this chrysanthemum, the paintings are vivid and vivid, and at the end of the finest moments, they all show their charm.

Looking at Feng Qing’s eyes, He Lian Yu Yu praised him more, and his heart’s worries were slowly dispersed. You must know that Fengqing was so arrogant at this level!

Seeing the praise of He Lian Yu Yu, Feng Qing's lips eclipse the happiness of the bottom.

"Sister, what about you?" Feng Qingyu asked.

Feng Chuge stood up and took the picture -

When watching the black and white paintings, everyone was shocked.

It was a black and white painting, except for black and white, without a trace of extra color, but that painting was too realistic. On the huge drawing paper, he painted a man leaning on one side, from head to toe, but it was a simple number of pens, but it was extremely expressive!

And the man, it is the imperial dust!

Looking at the painting, the Emperor’s eyes were shocked. He did not expect that his wife would paint him!

The Emperor's dust station stood up and went forward step by step, close to the Fengchu song -

"I painted the girl?"

"Well, when you were there, you were a little bit sloppy and sacrificed -"

Wenzizi Mo and He Lianyu Yu and He Lianzi Xuan heard the sounds.

It’s also a bit of a hue, which means that they are all ugly?

how is this possible? ! Although they are not as terrified as the emperor, they are all beautiful and beautiful. !

The Emperor raised his lips and leaned down slightly, close to the Fengchu song. "I like it very much, and give it to me when I arrive."

"Wait... still early." Feng Chuge saw the eyes of the emperor, and then looked at the Fengqing squatting not far away, the corner of the lips evoked a very strange arc -