"I'm not forcing you." Sister Feng chuckled and narrowed her eyes, "It's better to choose a different day than to hit it. I finally have some free time, so let's get ready now."

"Why are you so anxious, aunt? Now that you are pregnant, the second wife should let you rest. There will be plenty of time for portraits in the future," Brother Rong said.

Drawing is definitely one of those boring talents.

The current situation is just like the year when Jia Rong first joined the art class. During the New Year, relatives came to pay New Year greetings, and the parents at home asked for a performance. Others learned singing, dancing, etc., and the performance was completed on the spot in a few minutes. I am afraid that those who let

You painted his portrait on the spot, and you were speechless.

Any portrait painting, even a sketch, would take twenty to thirty minutes, let alone a sketch. It’s not that Jia Rong can’t sit still, but he’s afraid that the person being painted won’t be able to do it, and will only get a perfunctory one in the end.

Good reviews.

Sister Feng said angrily: "How can I rest every day since I'm pregnant? Today is still a special leave granted by my wife. After some time, my belly will gradually show up. If you invite me again, I won't do it."

Qin Keqing is also a woman and can understand Wang Xifeng's worries. It is said that women before pregnancy and after pregnancy are two completely different people. Not only their mental outlook has changed, but many people's bodies will also be out of shape. Not to mention that in this era,

How many people have childbirth accidents every year?

Pregnancy and childbirth are full of dangers. If you are not careful, you may end up with a serious illness, even if it is considered minor. Some people go directly to the gate of hell.

Sister Feng wants to keep her most beautiful look.

Although she was sometimes jealous of Sister Feng, she immediately spoke up for Sister Feng and said, "Just paint it for Auntie."

Although Lin Daiyu criticized Jia Rong's painting skills last time, she was actually curious in her heart. After all, Western monks only painted ladies in the palace, which was not something ordinary people could see.

"It's better to choose a day than to hit it. Brother Rong will open your eyes for Sister Feng today, so that she won't always say that you are a useless rice bug." Lin Daiyu joked, letting out a series of laughter from her mouth.

Facing the kindness of the girls, Jia Rong stopped being pretentious and just started painting. Fortunately, after that day, he had someone make an easel, so he no longer had to put it between his legs. The only regret was that there was no professional one

Sketch paper cannot express the expressiveness of lines, nor can it reflect the sense of layering well.

Why are the demands so high? Jia Rong secretly laughed inwardly. They know how to hammer, as long as their performance is about the same, that's enough.

Now get ready and start painting.

"Auntie, you can get into a comfortable position. You can also lie down. It may take some time." Jia Rong said.

Sister Feng nodded, and everything was arranged by Brother Rong. She changed her position on the Arhat bed, half leaning on the railing of the bed, and supporting her head with one hand, making a lazy look.

Brother Rong saw her, and she was indeed a sleeping beauty.

Painting is very boring, and watching others paint is even more boring. If you know the painting method yourself, you won't feel bored even if you watch it for half an hour. But Qin Keqing and Lin Daiyu were just curious about the appearance of the painting, so they looked at Jia Rong's painting.

After watching the process for a while, I lost interest.

The main reason is that Jia Rong is sitting on a small crossbar, her posture is not elegant, and it is not something that their women can imitate.

The two of them watched for a while, feeling bored, so they went off to chat with each other. Other maids also followed to wait on them. Ping'er didn't come today, so only Sister Feng and Jia Rong were left in the room.

Jia Rong was afraid that Sister Feng wouldn't be able to sit still or that she would fall asleep, so she chatted while painting. "There is a happy event at home, so it's time for Uncle Lian to go back."

"What are you doing to bring him up?" Sister Feng said in anger, "It can take two or three months to go to Ping'an Prefecture, or half a month. Only a few of them know what the situation is like there. Today I sent someone to deliver a letter. In the past, maybe within ten days he would bother me again."

Sister Feng was already dissatisfied with Jia Lian who was always eating outside. She knew that when he returned home, he would start cheating with his wife outside. She was upset and did not talk to Jia Rong about him.

Jia Rong's painting had just begun to take shape, and Wang Xifeng seemed a little sleepy. Jia Rong had to find a coat to cover Sister Feng, but the painting could no longer be completed.

Unexpectedly, just after covering him with his coat, Wang Xifeng opened his eyes. When he saw it was Jia Rong, he closed them gently and said lazily: "I'm tired, let's paint again after a while. You still owed me last time." , Ronger, please continue to hammer my legs."

Sister Feng's eyes were slightly closed, her pink face and red lips showed a faint smile. Her figures were lying on the Arhat's bed, enchanting and alluring.

Looking at the sleeping beauty in front of him and smelling the fragrance from her body, Jia Rong's heart beat fast. Even if he was used to seeing beautiful women, his heartbeat would inevitably speed up when he was alone with Wang Xifeng.

She is Wang Xifeng.

Whether it's the impression bonus in the book or some filter effects, she is indeed a beauty that makes Brother Rong's heart flutter.

"I'll hammer Auntie's shoulders."

Sister Feng didn't even open her eyes and said: "Hammer your legs."

"Oh..." Jia Rong restrained her mind, clenched her fist and gently knocked on Sister Feng's leg, "The strength is not bad."

"Hardly, take some more."

Jia Rong moved Jia Rong to the right again. He had already experienced it. Even if he knocked Sister Feng's thigh, he didn't feel anything. After only knocking for a while, Sister Feng seemed to notice that Rong's hand was sore when he raised it. .She suddenly changed her position to lie on her front, and said: "This time I will punish you."

Um?

punish me?

What mistake did I make? Is there such a punishment?

Brother Rong didn't know what Sister Feng meant, so he could only continue to tap her legs. But he couldn't help but have wild thoughts in his heart. It would be abnormal for him to have no reaction in the face of such a beauty.

Somehow, he was not tapping lightly, but was massaging Sister Feng's legs with his fingers.

Brother Rong has been observing Sister Feng's face and made up his mind. If Sister Feng feels disgusted, he will say that he accidentally pressed it. Unexpectedly, Sister Feng just frowned slightly and then felt relieved. There was nothing else. Let Jia Rong press it.

This unexpected reaction shocked Jia Rong.

The silence and quietness made the evil thoughts in his heart bolder, and he stretched out his hand to press Sister Feng's waist.

This time Sister Feng's brows furrowed even more, but she didn't make any sign.

Did she fall asleep?

Just as Jia Rong was thinking about it, she saw a slight blush on Sister Feng's face, and she knocked Brother Rong's hand off her waist.

"Shoulder."

Well, this woman really thought of herself as a technician at a massage point for the blind. Brother Rong had no choice but to walk to the bedside and bend over to press her shoulders. But with this movement, their faces were so close that they could even feel her. to breathe into each other.

Brother Rong smelled Sister Feng's breath and became even more confused and fascinated. Staring at the delicate face in front of him, he couldn't move his eyes away.

Did the unlucky guy who even suspected his predecessor really have some ulterior relationship with Sister Feng?

He decided to make a bolder move, and slowly pushed Sister Feng's shoulders down with his hands, with the goal of...

"Ahem..."

Sister Feng suddenly coughed twice, startling Jia Rong, and quickly retracted her hand.

I thought to myself that I must have guessed wrong! It has been nearly a month since I got here, and apart from the fact that the two of them are a little closer, it doesn't feel like they have any other relationship at all.
Chapter completed!