After all, he is a talented man who is well-read in poetry and books, and his painting skills should be good. Then... he described it too poorly, right?

Duan Qian opened his mouth and thought about it again.

Unexpectedly, Gu Yundong, who was standing aside, drove Dou Fukang ruthlessly to the side, "I'll do it."

"You come? Do you know how to draw?" Dou Fukang looked disbelieving.

Gu Yundong didn't need Duan Qian to describe this time. He had already recorded all the facial features he should have recorded before, but now he is actually very comfortable to draw.

Dou Fukang didn't care at first, but seeing her movements becoming more and more skillful, her face gradually became solemn.

After she drew the entire face, the shock in her eyes could not be hidden.

No, didn’t she escape from the famine? Why did she still understand this?

Duan Qian slightly raised his body and said with surprise, "Yes, that's right, it's her, this is Mrs. Zuo."

Duan Wan exclaimed, "Yun Dong, you are too awesome."

Gu Yundong smiled modestly, "Okay, after all, I have some ideas in this regard, just practice more."

Dou Fukang's mouth twitched, "Don't be modest." These words revealed a proud tone, and he deserved to be beaten.

He pulled Shao Qingyuan and explained to him earnestly, "Brother, please advise your brother and sister not to say this next time. She is openly slapping people in the face. If she meets someone who is narrow-minded and particularly caring, she will be retaliated."

Shao Qingyuan glanced at him, "We know that you have a broad mind." The most important thing is that your drawings are too ugly. His Yun Dong wants to help him, and of course he has to go into battle himself.

Dou Fukang, "...", what's right.

He felt strangely happy.

Gu Yundong had already started asking about the other two Rao's appearance. She moved very quickly, and soon she drew two more paintings.

There are some other minions who can do it, and those who can't remember it can only give up roughly.

By the time Gu Yundong finished painting, there were already a lot of paper on the table.

Except for Shao Qingyuan, the other three people in the room held the portraits and twitched their voices.

Sure enough, I have a skill, and looking at the painting, it is simply vivid.

Dou Fukang quietly glanced at the portrait he drew silently, and finally couldn't help it. He slowly moved over and reached out to destroy the painting.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I looked up, I saw all four people in the room looking at him.

Dou Fukang immediately coughed lightly and said, "Since the portrait has come out, I will turn around and have someone guard the city gate to see when they will enter the city. It just so happened that my father has been very active during this period, and even if the entry and exit of the city gate is strictly checked, it will not attract attention."

"Well, watch it first after entering the city, and then catch it all when everyone arrives." Shao Qingyuan.

Dou Fukang nodded, "That's what I mean."

After he finished, he rolled up the portrait on the table, "I'll go now, you guys talk first."

Dou Fukang was about to leave after finishing his life, but he didn't expect that as soon as he stepped out of the room, he collided with his own family.

He frowned, "What are you doing?"

"Young Master, the second master, that second master and daughter are here again." The guy quickly took two steps back and answered respectfully.

Dou Fukang is nothing, and Duan Qian and his sister in the room have already looked ugly.

Do Master Duan Er and the others dare to come to the door?
Chapter completed!