Jing Jiaren picked up the paintbrush and stood in front of Ximen Longying, and said sarcastically: "Should I paint like an old woman, or a beetle?"
Ximen Longying: "Be careful, if you dare to paint me ugly, I won't show mercy!"
Even if she is painted as a beautiful woman, she will not show mercy to Jing Jiaren.
Jing Jiaren raised her eyebrows: "By the way, I'm pretty good at painting dominatrixes."
"..."
"This image suits you better."
Ximen Longying looked at Ximen Longting looking for help. He crossed his slender legs and lit a cigarette, looking like he was watching a good show!
Ximen Longying knew that she could not escape, so she closed her eyes...
Jing Jiaren painted her sky-high eyebrows, raised eye corners, and thick dark circles that looked like black asphalt... Her lips were also painted black.
In an instant, the image of a witch was born.
Jing Jiaren looked at her masterpiece and felt a sense of joy, raising her lips and smiling.
"Why are you laughing!" Ximen Longying said angrily, "Brother, even you are laughing at me!"
Ximen Longting raised his lips and smiled charmingly...
How long has it been since he smiled? These days he has a gloomy and scary look on his face.
Then, Wilson couldn't help but laugh, and several servants even secretly hid their smiles!
Only Leng Aofeng didn't smile, he was as cold as ice and extremely deep.
Ximen Longting had always regarded Leng Aofeng as nothing. Now, as if he noticed her for the first time: "Your fiancé is very dull."
"Yes, he has a very boring temperament and doesn't like to talk. Besides, he felt sorry for me when I was painted like this. How could he be so heartless like you!" Ximen Longying had the same coquettish expression as before, but
Paired with her black witch face, it looks weird.
Jing Jiaren was made to laugh again.
"You are still laughing!" Ximen Longying finally became anxious, "I want a mirror——"
The maid brought the mirror.
Ximen Longying took one look and couldn't bear to see it a second time, her teeth were gleaming: "Jing Jiaren, I won't be polite to you!"
"We'll wait until you win." Jing Jiaren replied fearlessly, "I'm afraid your situation is over, your luck is gone, and you are doomed to lose."
"..."
"There are two more times to draw, which is better? Neck, or your legs?"
"..." Ximen Longying swore that she hated Jing Jiaren so much that she must get rid of her.
It's a pity that Ximen Longting didn't do well in this round and got a bad hand, while Ximen Longying's luck returned again.
Jing Jiaren frowned and watched Ximen Longying pick up the paintbrush: "Ten years have turned, brother, I won. This manor belongs to me. And I want revenge!"
Jing Jiaren didn't know there was something fishy about this, but she just sat calmly and said, "You draw it."
Ximen Longting looked at this scene and suddenly remembered the first birthday gift Jing Jiaren gave him -
The ring painted on his hand.
After that, he, who has always been mysophobic, didn't wash his hands for at least two days and only used his right hand when taking a shower.
Occasionally, when his hands are really dirty and he can't bear it, he will avoid the ring area and clean other areas.
I clearly know that the ring with the strokes on it will disappear one day even if it is not washed...
He just wanted it to stay longer.
Ximen Longting's eyes were filled with sadness, and he looked at his hands——
And on the night when he received the "love of the world", he punched the porcelain bottle in anger and broke the porcelain bottle. Blood poured out and the ring was washed away.
There are still incompletely healed wounds on my fingers.