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Chapter 23 Give You A Painting
"Squeak..." Liang Muxi was also frightened just now, for fear that he would fall off the table.

That is very painful!
Fortunately, this man saved himself.

Rubbing Cang Moyuan's hand gratefully, Liang Muxi called a few times to express his gratitude.

Thank you, thank you, you saved me again.

Feeling the soft little head in his hand, and seeing Xuehu rubbing against his palm, Cang Moyuan seemed to feel that Xuehu was like a spoiled child, extremely cute.

Another kind of spare hand gently stroked the hair on Liang Muxi's body, feeling the soft warmth in his hands, and the tenderness in Cang Moyuan's eyes, I really hope that this moment can continue forever.

"Rou Tuanzi, I see you are always staring at yourself in the painting, don't you like it?"

"Zhizhi..." Nodding his head, Liang Muxi liked it.

This is the first time she finds her body cute, and she really wants to cherish it. When she becomes an adult in the future, she can keep it as a souvenir, right?
"How about I draw you a picture alone?" Cang Moyuan seldom draws because he only draws for the people he wants to draw, and Xuehu is exactly what he wants to draw.

"Zhizhi..." Okay, okay, happy to continue rubbing his little head against Cang Moyuan's hand, Liang Muxi really softened his heart seeing this.

"Wait." Putting the finished painting aside, Cang Moyuan continued to pick up the brush and started painting. This time, the painting was a scene of the snow fox playing under the plum grove.

In the colorful white world of falling flowers, the pure white snow fox rolls happily on the petals, and the squinting eyes make people feel the happy mood of the snow fox.

"Do you like it? Tuanzi?" After finishing a painting, Cang Moyuan looked at Liang Muxi's satisfied expression and put down his brush.

"Zhizhi..." I like it, I like it so much.

Liang Muxi really didn't expect that the scene of playing in the plum blossom forest that day would be like this. She could see that she was really happy that day. Even she herself felt very good after watching it now!
However, this person is really amazing, to remember so clearly!

Seeing that his demeanor was captured very precisely by Cang Moyuan, Liang Muxi's admiration for Cang Moyuan was like a surging river, endless.

"I'll give it to you if you like it!" Seeing Xuehu eager to jump up and play with the snow fox in the painting, Cang Moyuan felt extraordinarily satisfied.

For many years, his heart has always been without joy or sorrow. He never expected that in just over a month with Xuehu, he would suddenly have so many emotions.

This snow fox is really his lucky star!

"Zhizhi..." Thank you, thank you, she likes it so much!
Can't wait to hide the painting, Liang Muxi thought about it, and felt that he couldn't see that it was his own. After hesitating for a while, Liang Muxi walked to the ink decisively, stretched out his paw and stained it with ink.

With the ink on, naturally he couldn't touch the ground. Liang Muxi walked towards the drawing paper step by step with three legs. Because he had three legs, he was not used to walking, and he looked limping, which was quite funny.

Cang Moyuan didn't care that the ink stains on Liang Muxi's paws stained the table, nor did he care that the white ball was stained with black ink stains, he just looked at Liang Muxi quietly with a smile on his face, watching Liang Muxi bit by bit He walked towards the drawing paper gradually, and finally stopped when he was one step away from the drawing paper. His little head was tilted and his eyes rolled, as if he was thinking about something.

In the end, Liang Muxi walked to the right side of the drawing paper, stopped at the lower right corner, stretched out his ink-stained paw, "Slap!", and stamped his plum blossom-like mark on the lower right corner of the paper.

With the snow-white drawing paper, the colorful plum blossoms, the playing snow fox, and finally, the paw print of the plum blossom mark, Liang Muxi felt that it was much better now.

Hehe, I still remember an article I read when I was a child. It talked about the scene of animals painting in snowy weather. Chickens draw bamboo leaves, ducklings draw maple leaves, and pony draws crescent moons. Unexpectedly, this little fox of hers painted plum bossom.

Hey, it's so beautiful!

In this way, this painting has her mark on it, and it must belong to her!Seemingly very satisfied with her paw prints, Liang Muxi moved away the paper Cang Moyuan drew for her, and began to "pat, pat" on the lower piece of paper, making her paw prints, and immediately plum blossoms bloomed It's so cute on the white rice paper.

The ink on the claws was gone soon, Liang Muxi was a little annoyed, and was about to dip some, Cang Moyuan thoughtfully handed over the inkstone, Liang Muxi smiled gratefully at Cang Moyuan, dipped the ink, and continued to draw .

Hey, it's fun.

After taking pictures for a while, Liang Muxi felt that using one paw was very tiring, so all four paws were stained with ink, jumping up and down on the rice paper, seeing that the rice paper was covered with his own footprints, Liang Muxi finally got tired from jumping, and then lay down Standing aside, looking at his "painting" with satisfaction, his small eyes have been narrowed into a crescent shape.

Haha, I can't tell, she also has a talent for painting!
"Done?" Seeing Xuehu's satisfied face, Cang Moyuan shook his head helplessly when his eyes fell on Xuehu's entire process from white to black.

"Squeak..." After dancing for so long, Liang Muxi was also tired, but looking at the painting he drew for the first time in the body of a beast, Liang Muxi's inner satisfaction doubled immediately.

Hehe, you don't need a pen, you can make a painting in just a few steps, it's really good, it's more purely ecological and vivid than the paintings she made in her previous life.

"You!" Although the snow fox seemed to have come out of the black charcoal, Cang Moyuan didn't dislike it. Holding the snow fox, his white jade-like hands were stained with ink, and even the moon-white His gown is no longer white.

"Go wash it, look at you, it's all black charcoal!" Cang Moyuan's ink is naturally excellent, rich and dark, and fragrant, no, the snow fox's body is probably extremely difficult to clean up.

"Zhizhi..." I don't want to leave. Although today's painting is impatient, I am worried that it is her, Liang Muxi, who came to this other world. It is the first time this beast god painted with ink from the inkstone. I have never used this thing when I was a child!

(End of this chapter)