Quick Transmigration System: Talking about the cultivation of a delicate woman!

Chapter 52 The Canary of the Ghost and Animal Boss [28]

An Ran turned around in anger and said, "That's none of your business."

"The little fox finally showed its tail?" Sun Simiao raised his eyebrows, looking at An Ran who turned around with an angry face.

He didn't know why, he knew that Shen Muli would not be in the Shen residence today, but he ran here inexplicably.

By chance, he walked towards the garden, and saw the person in the garden from a distance, even though he couldn't see the face clearly, he knew in his heart that it was her.

Sun Simiao lowered his head and chuckled, walked up to An Ran and said, "Then, do you know that you, a rescued little fox, are only interested in that smooth and slippery fur?"

An Ran looked up at Sun Simiao who said this, and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Nothing interesting." Sun Simiao waved his hand, picked up the pastry on the table beside him, and took a bite.

Sun Simiao: "I'm going first, I hope I can see you jumping around like this again next time."

"What do you mean?" An Ran shouted as he looked at the figure walking further and further away.

Seeing that the people had gone away, An Ran didn't bother to act any more, and simply withdrew the expression on his face, and opened a new drawing paper on the canvas.

An Ran still calmly adjusted the colors in the palette and curled his lips.

Sure enough, an affectionate male supporting role is needed to promote the development of the current plot. It's time for the director team to add chicken legs.

An Ran thought of what Sun Simiao said just now.

So once the seeds of doubt are planted, they will take root and sprout in the coming year, and by the time they take root, it will be too late.

An Ran sat in front of the canvas. This time, he painted the withered red maple forest upside down. The red maple trees covered the ground, but there were only withered branches on the trees. Occasionally, a few birds would rest on them.

Winter seems to have come extremely early this year. The red maple forest planted in the backyard was blown to pieces by the east wind, and there was nothing left.

This is what An Ran painted.

The 533 system said [Every world is watching you draw, and there are no duplicates. 】

An Ran added autumn red to the red maple on the painting. It was as fiery red as blood, staining the whole painting red.

An Ran said: "Painting is an elegant art, which can not only pretend to be forceful but also interpret the inner expression of characters very well."

He glanced down at the system in the flower garden and said, "You won't understand."

533 system [………… Keke. 】

【What did you sprinkle on that pastry just now? 】The 533 system asked.

Sun Simiao didn't see it, but the 533 system watched it seriously.

"It's just a little itching powder. Although it's not much, it's enough to make him go crazy with itching." An Ran carefully added two strokes to the painting and commented while painting.

533 system [... You have to know that if you are found to have done it, you will be OOC. 】

"Don't worry, I won't find it." An Ran finally finished the last stroke of the drawing.

But I found that the sky was full of snowflakes, and the fine fluffy white snow was falling in the cold wind.

The tiny snowflakes were not very conspicuous, and a few fell on the face, and they melted into water in an instant of coldness.

It fell on the painting and stained the red maple, ruining the whole painting.

"It's snowing, it's time to let the favorability of eighty to ninety." An Ran wrapped her white down jacket tightly.

533 system [What's the matter with the snow? 】

An Ran: "It's too cold, it's time for someone to warm the bed."

533 system【………】

An Ran threw away the drawing board and quickly ran back into the room.

"Ah - the magical floor heating saved my life." An Ran collapsed on the bed, and the hot heating made his face turn red.

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PS: Those who have money will hold a money market, and those who have no money will hold a personal market.

(End of this chapter)