Chapter 52: I actually painted my king as a turtle
Qian Duoduo swallowed, Brokeback Mountain went crazy. No, it was too dangerous. It would be a matter of time before he caught him if the house was not large. Besides, my ability to run is no better than his ability to fly.
"No, no, I was wrong, I was wrong!" Qian Duoduo slowly retreated towards the wall, shouted repeatedly, crumpled the painting into a ball and stuffed it into his chest.
"Hey, if you have the ability, come and get it. If you dare to do it, I will call you molestation. If you dare to molest me, I will commit suicide!" Qian Duoduo looked at Sima Xuanyuan with a proud face. She felt that Sima Xuanyuan would not dare to follow.
Treat her the same way last time, because the treasure map is in my hands, hehe!
"Hand it over!" Sima Xuanyuan glared with a pair of eagle eyes, stretched out his hand to grab her shoulder, and pressed it firmly against the wall. His other hand decisively reached out from her skirt, and he was shocked by Qian Duoduo.
There was a scream: "Ah, you pervert, take your hands out, you are a gangster!"
"Huh!" Sima Xuanyuan ignored him at all. He fumbled around inside her clothes and forcibly took the picture out of her chest.
This man was so cruel. Qian Duoduo squatted aside, covering his chest, with a red face and a pair of dead eyes, and cursed: "I think you are the pervert, you ancient people don't have any moral integrity at all!"
Sima Xuanyuan only focused on the painting that Qian Duoduo was talking about. He quickly opened the wad of paper and took a closer look. He almost lost his breath. This, this is not a nude painting of a man. No,
This painting is not human at all!
"What are you painting?" Sima Xuanyuan shouted angrily, glaring at Qian Duoduo who was hiding on the ground and said: "What kind of nude painting is this? This is not me at all!"
"No, what I painted is you!" Qian Duoduo stood up with a puzzled look on his face, tilted his head and looked at the painting in his hand, pointed at a turtle painted on it and shouted: "In my eyes
You look like this, look, this turtle shell looks so much like you, they are almost twins."
"Hey, my painting skills are getting better and better. I didn't expect to be able to draw characters so vividly and realistically, um, um!" Qian Duoduo said proudly while nodding vigorously.
Sima Xuanyuan's face changed from red to black, and then to green again. The corners of his eyes kept twitching: "Turtle, you actually painted me as a turtle, and said it was my first painting. I have a lot of money.
If I don’t kill you today, I will be sorry to all the people of Xuannan Kingdom!”
Qian Duoduo grinned and looked at Sima Xuanyuan's raised fist, holding his head and skewering it: "Wow, help! I tell you, I, I am your partner, you can't kill me!"
Sima Xuanyuan flew over, grabbed her arm, picked her up from the waist, and grinned with an evil smile: "My beloved concubine, I haven't even gotten the picture yet, how can I be willing to kill you!"
So, an hour later, Qian Duoduo was tied up and thrown on the bed. Sima Xuanyuan sat on the opposite side of the bed with his legs crossed, picking up a pen and looking back and forth.
"Hey, hey, Brokeback Mountain, let me go, what do you want to do?" Qian Duoduo was rolling like a rice dumpling, a handkerchief was stuffed into his mouth, and he was cursing.
"Oh, my concubine, your expression is not good! Come on, smile!" Sima Xuanyuan took a pen and drew a few strokes on the paper, then shook his head and expressed dissatisfaction with the model in front of him: "My concubine, you should be happy.
Okay, otherwise how can I, the king, portray the elegance and charm of my beloved concubine to the fullest!"