As Mu Xiaoyao said this, he reached out and tried to snatch the portrait back.
With a sneer on his lips, Mu Xiaoran tightened his right hand. As soon as Mu Xiaoyao's hand touched the drawing paper, the portrait broke into two halves.[
Opening his fingers and letting the broken paintings fall from his palms, Mu Xiaoran revealed a sly smile.
"I'm really sorry, I didn't mean it!"
Knowing in his heart that it was inevitable, Mu Xiaoyao just took a deep breath and did not have an attack.
Doesn’t he know what kind of temper his brother is like?!
The painting is broken, what difference does it make if he loses his temper or not?!
"You came to my place just to watch me draw, right?"
Mu Xiaoyao bent down to pick up the broken paintings on the ground. There was an obvious unwelcome tone in Mu Xiaoyao's tone.
Mu Xiaoran naturally heard the unhappiness in his tone, and a coldness flashed in his eyes. After all, he was suppressing it and not having an attack.
Mu Xiaoran forced a smile and suppressed the anger in his heart.
"Of course not. In fact, I came to Big Brother because I want to ask you something!"
"I only read books and paint in the palace every day. If there is anything that His Highness the Prince wants to ask me?!"
Mu Xiaoyao straightened up, walked to the desk, put the broken paintings on the table, and asked calmly.
"What I'm asking is of course something that my eldest brother knows!"
As he spoke, Mu Xiaoran walked to the opposite side of the table.
"Brother, tell me, how deep is your relationship with Dongfang Xiaoxiao?!"
Mu Xiaoyao was very angry at Mu Xiaoran's ambiguous tone.
"We just met once and exchanged a few words. We can't talk about dating!"
"I see, then...what did you say..."
Mu Xiaoran asked thoughtfully.[
Seeing his formal inquiry, Mu Xiaoyao suddenly felt something strange about it.