Chapter 1029
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Qu Sinian: "???"
Was he going to ascend to heaven?
He looked up and saw that the person in charge felt as if a fishbone was stuck in his throat. His lips were trembling, and he was probably thinking about what else he could say to praise it. However, after thinking about it for a while, his face turned green. He couldn't think of anything else to say about such a "masterpiece."
After taking a few deep breaths, the person in charge turned around silently. He finally gave up on torturing himself and decided to look at other children's masterpieces to wash his eyes.
Qu Sinian: "…"
I already told you to watch the variety show before making a decision.
After that, Qu Sinian looked to the side again. Dog Lu was playing with his phone with his eyes lowered in an unusually cold manner. He planned to avoid this cruel painting as long as he didn't see it.
However, Qu Sinian looked at it and couldn't help but ask, "Li Li, why do your father only have three eyelashes?"
Lu Junhan: "…"
Little Lu Li turned around happily. "Uncle Qu, isn't it beautiful?"
Qu Sinian: "… It's okay."
Qu Sinian: "… But why are the eyelashes green?"
Little Lu Li didn't hesitate. "It's beautiful!"
Qu Sinian: "…"
"I'm going to draw a little dress for my father later!"
The little girl blinked her big black eyes and said happily, "It's a super cute pink dress!"
Qu Sinian: "…"
Lu Junhan: "…"
Little Lu Li said seriously, "Daddy will be even cuter this way!"
Lu Junhan couldn't take it anymore and knocked her head. "Shut up and draw properly for me!"
"I'm drawing properly …"
Little Loli hugged her head with her small hands and said in a dissatisfied and aggrieved voice, "Look, Daddy." She pointed at the painting. "I've drawn your hair so beautifully!"
Lu Junhan's face was cold and his tone was dangerous. "You still have the face to talk about hair?"
"Yes, I do."
The Little Loli patted her own face and said, "Daddy, look, I have a face, right here! But I don't think I should mention her hair because of her face … "
As she spoke, the little girl grabbed one side of her long ponytail and frowned. She was very distressed. "Daddy, can I lift your hair on your face?"
Lu Junhan: "…"
Qu Sinian: "…"
If he lost, he lost. He couldn't win.
By the time Little Lu Li finished painting, Lu Junhan had already planned to find a coffin in the History Museum and bury her on the spot.
Qu Qianqian's painting wasn't any better than her Sister Li Li's. However, there was one thing that was in common — — —
They all drew little dresses for their fathers, pink ones.
Qu Sinian: "…"
He could go and ask Old Lu which coffin he was planning to open in the History Museum and send the two of them in together.
Zhang Dazhuang and Jian Yi didn't look too good either.
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