After practicing a few more times, there were more than ten frogs of various sizes on the table. Xia Ziluo looked at the shortcomings, thought for a while and quietly walked to Murong Xitian's desk.
She was afraid of disturbing Murong Xitian, so she walked very softly. When she reached the front or back of the table, she reached for the brush.
The moment her fingertips touched the brush, she was caught on the spot by Murong Xitian: "What do you want to do?"
"I want to borrow your pen." Xia Ziluo didn't feel that he had done anything wrong, but how could he feel like he was caught red-handed as a thief? He felt extremely guilty.
"That's not what I asked." He heard the conversation between her and the children just now.
He was surprised that she had such a gentle side, full of maternal brilliance, much like a kind and harmless white rabbit!
"Ah, what is that?" Xia Ziluo asked curiously.
Murong Xitian sighed and put down the pen in his hand: "I'm asking why you came to me?"
"Oh, that's it." Xia Ziluo breathed a sigh of relief, seeing that although he was cold but not angry, he boldly suggested, "The children said they saw the portrait of the teacher's family, and then they were envious.
I want to draw it. Let me ask your opinion!"
"That's it?" Murong Xitian's eyes widened in disbelief.
When she shows up with twins, she usually only does two things: first, she cries about the hardships of giving birth and emphasizes that he should compensate him more during sex; second, she forces him to agree to her unreasonable demands, or blames him for not being good enough to her.
And being unfilial to Xia Qingtian.
As for other things...he really hasn't encountered them before.
Xia Ziluo nodded hurriedly: "That's it. You also know that we have been quarreling and quarreling recently. It seems that where you are, I am not there. So I don't dare to make the decision and agree for you, so I brought the children here to ask what you mean.
"
What opinions can he have? The portrait of the family, hehe, Xia Ziluo, Xia Qingtian, Xia Ziyan and the twins... Although he doesn't want the twins to get too close to the Xia family, this is still a good thing. If Xia Qingtian succeeds in seizing power,
The best way to save the lives of twins.
Murong Xitian glanced at the expectant eyes of the twins, endured the unhappiness in his heart, and let go of Xia Ziluo's hand: "You can do whatever you want!"
After regaining his freedom, Xia Ziluo immediately rubbed his sore wrist: "Aren't you a member of the family? A family! It's not a mother-daughter portrait of me and two little girls."
"Me?" Murong Xitian was suddenly stunned.
Are he and her a family?
He is the second son of the Murong family, representing the imperial lineage of the Jinxiu Dynasty; and she is the eldest daughter of the Xia family, who is behind Xia Qingtian's desire to overthrow the Jinxiu Dynasty and establish her own royal family, and the Xia family's wild ambitions.
"What? Don't say you're not. No matter how bad your relationship with me is, you still have to admit the children, right?" Xia Ziluo saw Murong Xitian's hesitation and was a little angry, "Since you said I can make the decision,
The matter is settled. The painter will arrange it. Tomorrow you, I and the two girls will attend together and let the painter draw a good family portrait."
"Mom, how about the day after tomorrow? Our new clothes will be ready the day after tomorrow. I want to wear the new clothes for the portrait!" Murong Xin did not see anything wrong with the atmosphere between her parents. She only heard her mother say that we could have the portrait taken.
Murong Ze also ran over. She was much smarter than her sister: "Mom, are you arguing with dad?"
