Feng Ling's face has turned into a facial makeup, and she is still a Hua Dan, very beautiful.
"Children draw a lot of facial makeup. No one will recognize you if you draw it like this, and the idiot bastard in Acropolis will just think you are just an ordinary kid who sings. There happens to be a theater not far from here."
Nao Nao explained that he thought the painting was pretty good-looking. Feng Ling's silhouette was already well-drawn, so it would look even better if she put on a costume.
"Deng Weiting, next time you draw for me too. I want that one. What's the name of that one? It seems to be called Wu Sheng, yes, it is Wu Sheng." Nao Nao looked at Deng Weiting excitedly.
"I know, everything depends on you, let's get down to business now." Deng Weiting couldn't do anything about Nao Nao. He and Feng Ling were often eaten to death by Nao Nao, and they were helpless towards Nao Nao.[
Sometimes he thinks about his dissatisfaction and feels that he was really ridiculous at that time. In fact, Nao Nao really has nothing to be jealous of. Nao Nao never puts on airs and even though his identity is different from them, he still plays with them.
, he would also take out his own good things to share with them. He was really too ignorant at the beginning and thought that having a young master to love him would be the best.
In fact, he is not bad now, and he can team up with Nao Nao and Feng Ling, which proves that in the eyes of the young master, he is still recognized.
Nao Nao stuck out his tongue and started making plans.
"Uncle, uncle." An anxious voice made Wei Cheng stop. He saw a child standing next to him, and this child's face was actually covered in glaze, and he couldn't help but take a second look.
"Kid, are you calling me?" Wei Cheng looked down at Feng Ling, with a soft expression on his face.
Feng Ling nodded. At this time, his voice was full of innocence and romance, not at all like when he was on a mission. "Uncle, I can't find the way. Look where is the address written on this piece of paper?"
He handed the paper to Wei Cheng, who reached out to take it, but Feng Ling held it tight and refused to let him take it away. He frowned slightly, "If you don't show it to me, how will I know where it is?"
"Mom said you shouldn't lose this piece of paper and keep it in your pocket or in your hand at all times." Feng Ling said seriously. Although her face was covered with glaze, she could still see a hint of embarrassment.
Wei Cheng did not pull the paper in Feng Ling's hand, but squatted down and read the contents of the paper carefully. Although Wei Cheng was so cruel to Lie Yin, he was still an ordinary person to ordinary people. After all, he was a soldier and had his own
responsibility.
However, when he squatted down, he smelled a faint fragrance. He did not suspect anything. After all, who would directly suspect a child? It is not surprising that this child can have glaze painted on his face and has fragrance on his body.
"This address is not far from here. Just walk over there and turn left when you pass the second intersection. Got it?"
"Is it the second intersection?" Feng Ling tilted his head to confirm.
"Um."
"Then how long do we have to walk after turning left?"
"Soon, we'll be there soon after turning left." Wei Cheng was quite patient, pointing to the road and explaining to Feng Ling.
Feng Ling nodded. However, when he stood up in Acropolis, he felt his body swayed and almost lost his balance. He was a little surprised by such a reaction. He felt that his legs were weak and he seemed to be unable to stand still.
"Uncle, what's wrong with you?" Feng Ling screamed in fright, then quickly walked over and hugged him.