Having said that, everyone couldn't help but be a little curious about his sister's appearance.

Qingcheng has always been very calm, without much emotional ups and downs.

Yaoyue communicated with her through a contract: "Master, why does Yaoyue think his behavior is very deliberate?"

Qingcheng smiled lightly: "He just wanted to test me. Didn't you notice that every time he finished speaking, he would glance at me? I want to see if my mood has changed."

"So he did it on purpose? Does he also suspect your identity?"

Qingcheng let out a faint hum, and saw Feng Yiran take out a small picture scroll from the treasure bag, and carefully opened the scroll.

I saw a little girl with a smiling face, about seven or eight years old, with very delicate facial features.

Long Feiye took it directly and took a closer look. Isn't this a miniature version of Qingcheng? It seems that this man really has no purpose.

Glancing at Feng Yiran, seeing that he was very careful, looking at the eyes of the little girl in the painting, there was a trace of pity and a trace of something at the same time. Anyway, the eyes were a little weird.

Long Feiye didn't go into it for a while, and coughed lightly, "Is this the little girl who called your brother?"

Feng Yiran suddenly recovered, and quickly replied, "Yes."

Yue Mobai also looked at it, and immediately praised: "Your sister is really beautiful, and when she grows up, she must be a great beauty who will conquer the country and the city."

Feng Yiran immediately showed a smile and said modestly: "Where, the senior brother has won the award. It is said that the female senior is eighteen, the junior brother only remembers what he looked like when he was a child, and the junior brother does not know what he looks like now. Maybe there is no such thing as the senior brother said. ish."

Yaoyue glanced at it, scoff, that's the master's childhood!

Immediately unhappy: "You said this is your sister? Why do you think you are not very similar? Your sister is so delicate, she must be comparable to ordinary women when she grows up, but your appearance is not as good as this young master! "

Forehead……

Long Feiye and Yue Mobai glanced at Yaoyue, some couldn't help but want to laugh, this guy shouldn't be so straightforward when he hits people, right?

Feng Yiran couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed and seemed a little embarrassed. The other people next to them listened, and they wanted to see what the little girl on the portrait looked like.

Feng Yiran bowed humbly to Yaoyue and said, "This son's words are really humorous, and his appearance is just average. I don't dare to compare with the son, and I would like to thank the son for his praise to my sister-in-law."

Qingcheng stepped forward to take the portrait and carefully looked at the portrait, while Feng Yiran also carefully watched her reaction.

Qingcheng suddenly asked: "Is this painting from your hand?"

"Yes."

Qingcheng put away the portrait, and then said to him: "If you don't mind, can you give this portrait to me? Since you painted it yourself, you must paint it again, right? Hi, I look very fond of it, and I think my master likes it too, it’s just about his birthday, why don’t I give this painting to his old man.”

Qingcheng said, and smiled as he put the scroll into the ring, "Presumably Junior Brother Feng would agree?"

The people around them were taken away by Qingcheng before they could see it, and they quickly asked, "Senior Sister Li, can you lend us this portrait?"

Qingcheng shook his head and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, in order to protect the birthday present for Master, it's inconvenient to show you all, if you want to see it, you can ask Junior Brother Feng to draw another picture, I'll leave first if I have something else to do. ,You guys continue."

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