Leng Tong bought the rose as quickly as possible and placed it next to Gu Shaocheng. When he saw the two girls outlined on the paper, his eyes widened in disbelief. He couldn't believe his eyes at all, "
Sir, I didn’t expect you to have the artistic talent of a painter.”
Gu Shaocheng's eyebrows were full of joy, and he drew on the paper with a pen, "My daughter."
The corners of Leng Tong's eyes twitched, and after a moment she understood what he said, and then secretly glanced at the gentleman's face: "Didn't the gentleman mean a boy? Why did he draw a girl?"
Gu Shaocheng raised his eyebrows: "Who told you that I like boys?"
"Haven't you always liked boys?"
Needless to say, everyone has sharp eyes. Mr. Wang is eager for his son. Who doesn’t know that?
He wanted a son from the very beginning, and would not even allow anyone to mention the word daughter in front of him. He said he was afraid of losing his son, which was particularly exaggerated. Miss Chenxing often complained endlessly under his lustful power.
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What's going on today sir?
He fell in love with his daughter for the first time?
Has the sun come out in the west?
I subconsciously looked at the sky, and the sun was no longer in the west!
"Which of your eyes saw that I have always liked boys?" Gu Shaocheng said coldly: "I have always liked girls! How can you do things for me if you can get this kind of thing wrong?"
Leng Tong: "..."
"See if my daughter looks good!"
Gu Shaocheng drew a total of five pieces of white paper, and drew five versions of his daughter. Each version was a reorganization of the relationship between him and Chen Xing. The expressions in each drawing were different, and it was vaguely possible to distinguish them from each other.
There are some clues in the painting, and the character of the little princess is also very clear in the painting.
Cute, stunning, glamorous, pure, noble.
Gu Shaocheng waved and called all the bodyguards around who were passing their time: "Let's see what type my daughter should be."
"Why is it a daughter, sir? Isn't it a son?"
So, Gu Shaocheng was serious again, his eyes were like daggers, and he didn't speak.
But those cold eyes, not angry but powerful, and full of aura, are really scary.
The one who understood the look immediately laughed out loud in embarrassment: "Haha, my daughter is good, my daughter is good, my little princess is the cutest."
As soon as the first one knew how to wink, the rest of the people immediately agreed like a dog-legger.
So several bodyguards cooperated very well and began to discuss the future little princess.
"Sir, I like this little girl. She is cute. Girls should be cute."
The corners of Gu Shaocheng's mouth curved slightly, feeling satisfied.
His eyes softened, and his subordinates became more and more aggressive.
"The cold and glamorous type is also good. I like the cold and glamorous type. This one has eyes like Mr. I think Ms. Chenxing should be born with this type in the future. People say that daughters look more like their fathers!"
Gu Shaocheng's face became even more cheerful.
"Only a noble type and a lady are worthy of being your husband's daughter."
"The pure type is also good. Like Miss Chenxing, people like her too."
"My husband's daughters are all good-looking, but where are the genes?"
Gu Shaocheng's eyes were as proud as a peacock's tail, and he put away the five sketches. He felt so happy, and handed the portrait he sketched to Leng Tong, "Take it, and let someone use this as a prototype to make a portrait for me."
Five photos were taken out, made into little doll-type little girls, and then sent back.”