Seeing Aunt Shuang look at Aunt Yu, Lin Jingzhi was slightly stunned. To be honest, he really never thought about asking Aunt Yu to learn from the girl. Although Aunt Yu is also a daughter, the needles in her hand are more than embroidered.

The needles have grown a lot and are much more powerful.

The steel needle in Aunt Yu’s hand can kill people!

but……

I seemed to have been pumped by her branches before.

And at that time in the morning, she stabbed herself with a steel needle. Although it didn't hurt at all, it almost scared her gallbladder and made her lose face. With this alone, she could be

Tolerance, to be familiar with it.

A smirk appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said happily: "Yu'er, when you have free time in the future, you will also learn embroidery with you. Look, how beautiful the embroidery of Rou'er is!"

Aunt Yu was stunned and looked at Lin Jingzhi. At this time, Lin Jingzhi had already changed back to a serious look.

She is a daughter and she has been studying the girl-red for a while when she was a child. But in the end, she couldn't even sew a piece of her clothes with a hole. Although no one here knew about this, she was hidden under the veil.

Her pretty face still turned red, and she nodded silently.

Seeing Aunt Yu responding, Lin Jingzhi was very happy. Hehe, let you hit me and let you scare me, and you will suffer from your suffering in the future.

He really didn't believe that Aunt Yu, who was used to playing swords and guns, was able to learn embroidery with a capable temperament.

Next, it was his turn to paint. He walked to the square table, spread the paper flat, took the ink pen, thought for a while, but did not draw a cartoon beautiful girl, but stared at the crowd of women.

With his eyes fixed on him, he drew a Mickey Mouse.

The advent of this Mickey Mouse made the girls stunned. Even Aunt Yu was stunned and looked straight. What kind of animal is this?

After a long time, Aunt Wan came to her senses and asked uncertainly: "Second Master, can you draw a mouse?"

She inferred from Mickey Mouse's tail and general image. Of course, she had no idea, because how could a mouse wear clothes? And how could that shameful and dirty mouse become like this

cute?

The other concubines stood there and felt that the animal in the painting looked like a mouse. They turned their heads and looked all over Lin Jingzhi to get the answer.

"Yes, this is a mouse, but I have made some changes in my appearance." Lin Jing made up his mind to sell toys two days ago to make money, so he wouldn't be able to see the image of Mickey Mouse and Donald Duck.

Leave it.

When the women heard Lin Jingzhi's affirmative answer, they looked at each other and felt incredible that mice could become so cute.

Lin Jingzhi took off the first painting and drew the second one. After a while, he drew a female Mickey Mouse. Compared with the previous one, he only made very few changes, such as drawing eyelashes.

It grew a lot, and there was a flower on its head.

When they saw this painting, the girls were surprised again. They really couldn't figure out how their husband's head grew, how could he turn the husband into a female one just after modifying it a few strokes.

This is amazing and incredible.

With Mickey Mouse, Donald Duck is naturally indispensable, but because the girls had been surprised once before, they were not as surprised as before.

"Second Master, this is a duck." Aunt Wan asked again. Donald Duck's mouth was too prominent, so it was easier to recognize.

"Yeah." Lin Jingzhi responded, then placed his pen on the inkstone, "How about it, do you think these two paintings are good?"

Aunt Shuang frowned when she heard this and replied softly: "If the paintings drawn by Mr. Shan Lun are indeed very beautiful, but if you think of the real thing..."

Halfway through speaking, Aunt Shuang's face showed a look of disgust.

Lin Jingzhi knew that Aunt Shuang liked to read poetry and was an elegant person. It was indeed more difficult to ask her to accept a mouse as a pet, so he was stunned and looked at Aunt Rou and asked, "Rou'er, do you think it's so hard.

Woolen cloth?"

Since Mickey Mouse and Donald Duck appeared on the paper, Aunt Rou looked at her eyes and could no longer take her eyes off her eyes. When she heard the inquiry, she instinctively replied: "Good, Second Master, the mouse and duck you drew were so beautiful.

Oh, huh, Rou'er had raised ducks at home before, but she didn't have to look like this."

Lin Jingzhi was amused when he heard this and touched the little head of this extremely innocent silly girl. Mickey Mouse and Donald Duck were abstractly beautified by artists. How could they be compared with mice and ducks in reality?

"Well, Wan'er also thinks it's pretty, Sister Yu'er, what do you think?" After saying that, Aunt Wan walked towards Aunt Yu, who rarely spoke, and gently pulled her arm.

Aunt Yu was used to being alone and was very uncomfortable with being held by someone. She struggled gently. Seeing that Aunt Wan didn't let go, she had to give up, "I think it looks pretty good."

No matter what, Aunt Yu is also a woman, so she naturally has an instinctive preference for cute things.

"Haha, as long as everyone thinks it looks good." Lin Jingzhi laughed loudly and then asked again: "Rou'er, you should be able to embroider these two paintings on brocade?"

Aunt Rou first pointed a little, then added: "Yes, but Rouer felt that if she really wanted to embroider, she could change the color of the silk thread appropriately. Second Master, what do you think?"

"Of course!" Lin Jingzhi picked up the scroll and pointed to the female Mickey Mouse and said, "First, the clothes on its body can be made of various colors, and the flower on its head can also be used.

Change it to red or blue, and then the shoes under your feet can be painted in color."

After hearing this, Aunt Rou's eyes were bright and excited. She felt that what Lin Jingzhi said made sense, but then she frowned and whispered: "Second Master, I'm stupid, I don't know a few big words.

I'm afraid I won't remember it."

When Lin Jingzhi heard Aunt Rou say this, she was stunned. Before he could speak, Aunt Shuang suddenly interrupted and said, "It's okay, sister can teach you how to practice calligraphy."

"Really?" Aunt Rou suddenly raised her head and looked over. Since she married into the Lin Mansion, she has always been poor and has an illiterate and inferior. Now she hears that someone is willing to teach her, how can she not be happy?

"Of course, you can teach your sister to embroidery, and you can teach you to read and read." As soon as Aunt Shuang's voice fell, Aunt Rou suddenly ran forward, hugged her arm, and kept shaking, "Thank you, sister,

, thank you sister."

Aunt Rou looked innocent, which caused Aunt Shuang's motherhood to be overwhelmed. She stroked the slightly scattered show on her forehead and said, "No need to thank you, you will be my real sister in the future."

"Yes." Beautiful flowers bloomed on Aunt Rou's pretty face.

Seeing this, Lin Jingzhi and Aunt Wan looked at each other and laughed.

Aunt Yu's eyes were a little dull. From childhood to adulthood, she had never been close to anyone except her grandfather.

"Second Master, if you ask Sister Rouer to teach her maids and concubines to be generous in embroidery, you can't hide your own personalities. You have to teach her maids and concubines the unique painting skills." Aunt Wan smiled for a while,

He hugged a few strands of black hair in his ears to his ears, walked towards Lin Jingzhi with Aunt Yu, and said softly.

Aunt Wan's voice was not crisp, always soft, very pleasant, and very feminine. Lin Jingzhi responded without any hesitation, "No problem, I can teach you painting skills now!"

Hearing this sentence, all the girls' eyes shone brightly and responded happily.

Aunt Shuang not only likes reading poetry, but also likes painting. Lin Jingzhi thought about it and planned to teach her to the church first, and then she would teach other aunts the painting skills. After all, he would be busy in a few days.

There is no time left.

Lin Jingzhi originally thought that Aunt Shuang had a certain degree of painting skills and should be easier to teach, but after he really started teaching, he realized that what he thought was a little simple, because Aunt Shuang already had her own painting habits, and she made a mistake after just one pen.

.

For example, if you want to draw your eyes, Aunt Shuang is unable to adapt to drawing people's eyes so big.

There is also Silk. Most of the pictures of ladies that Aunt Shuang painted in the past were combing a noble bun or a vertical black hair. It was quite difficult for her to draw her head shorter or fly in a mess. In the end, Lin Jingzhi

There was no way, so I just stood behind her, pinched her brush, and taught her step by step.

At the beginning, he didn't think much about it because he wanted to teach Aunt Shuang to learn this painting technique soon, but as Aunt Shuang's painting skills improved significantly, he no longer focused his energy, so he realized that he had been too close to Aunt Shuang.

As I got closer, I not only could I smell the unique body fragrance of Aunt Shuang, but also every time Aunt Shuang bends over in painting, she would touch the base of his thighs with her buttocks from time to time. This erotic stimulation makes him feel

The baby responded.

Feeling that there was hardness there, he stood up straight. Lin Jingzhi breathed gradually and a strange flush appeared on his face. He knew that he should retreat a little now so that he could calm down, but the male instinct, and

The wonderful feeling that the friction between that part and the opposite sex made him reluctant to leave.

After swallowing, he couldn't resist the temptation of his instinct and bent down to get closer to Aunt Shuang.

Aunt Shuang didn't know that her husband had been provoked by her, but she felt that her butt seemed to be pushed by a strange hard object, and the breathing from her ears became more and more rapid, and she blew up a wisp.

Hanging black hair.
Chapter completed!