Just when he thought that the matter was over here and that this woman would no longer bother him, suddenly...

Luo Qingtong's eyes suddenly lit up, she looked at a place in front of her and shouted: "Qian, let's go over and have a look!"

As soon as her words came out, Ye Qian followed her gaze and saw that place. Then, his expression darkened suddenly.

This time it was really dark, even darker than before when he was dressed as a lolita and wore beads and flowers!

His face was almost blue.

"no!"

Ye Qian almost gritted his teeth and said sternly: "Don't try to fool me anymore."

"This is absolutely not possible!"

For no other reason than what Luo Qingtong was interested in was a painting stall!

Those are the stalls where people paint!

What does this woman want to do?

Draw a picture of what he looks like now? Then take it out and look at it later when you have nothing to do, and remind him of his dark history?

The veins on Ye Qian's forehead were about to pop out.

Without saying anything, he turned around and left.

Luo Qingtong quickly grabbed him and shouted pitifully: "Just leave it as a souvenir!"

"You're wearing a flower in your hair anyway."

"If I don't have a daughter in the future, I can take it out and look at it from time to time!"

Then treasure it by the way!

Yes, Luo Qingtong's idea was exactly what Ye Qian said.

There is no way, this opportunity is too rare.

You know, when Ye Qian turned into a little silver fox, she didn't seize the opportunity to take a picture of him and watch him, which is a lifelong regret, okay?

No matter what happens this time, I have to keep a souvenir!

Luo Qingtong didn't even give up her evil and domineering persona this time, and kept looking pitiful in front of Ye Qian.

After all, he is his own man, so there is no shame in him.

And she is still wearing a disguise now, who knows about her?

Therefore, outsiders only saw an old man wearing a black robe, with a pitiful expression on his face, pulling a cute little fairy in his arms to do misfortune.

Passers-by looked at this strange pair of people and immediately cast curious glances.

But Ye Qian's face was livid, and he gritted his teeth secretly in his heart: This woman, he shouldn't have been soft-hearted before!

But having said that, Ye Qian could never be cruel to Luo Qingtong.

Especially when the passers-by seemed to understand the situation of their dispute, they immediately started talking to each other: "Hey, little girl, just promise your grandpa."

"That's right, isn't it just a picture?"

"The little girl is very beautiful. Draw a picture and let your grandpa keep it as a memory."

"When you grow up and get married, you will belong to someone else's family!"

"That's right."

A group of people were admonishing each other.

Ye Qian's complexion became darker and darker as he listened.

Who is the little girl?

Who is getting married?!

This person here is his wife, not his grandfather!

Ye Qian was so angry that his liver ached.

He was afraid that if he stayed here any longer, he would be unable to help but kill all these people, so he immediately pulled Luo Qingtong and turned around, sitting on the painting stall.

"painting!"

His face was frighteningly dark.

Luo Qingtong sat next to him and suppressed her laughter, not daring to laugh out loud, fearing that Ye Qian would get angry and get angry, and she would not be able to get anything out of it.

"cough."

She coughed lightly at the stall owner and said, "Just draw a random picture for us."

"The two of us draw together."
Chapter completed!