Yang Ruolan's face turned red.

But it couldn't happen.

Time passes bit by bit

"Da'an, have you finished painting? My legs and feet are sore."

Yang Ruolan couldn't help but urge her.

Da'an smiled and said, "Sister Lan'er, please hold on for a little longer. You'll be fine soon."

Time continues to flow.

Yang Ruolan felt that the teapot in her hand was getting heavier and heavier.

"Da'an, are you okay? I can't bear it anymore."

Yang Ruolan urged again.

Daan smiled politely.

"Sister Lan'er, there is still one last bit to go. It will be fine soon. Just hold on for a while."

Time continues to flow.

In the meantime, Yang Ruoqing got up, drank two bowls of hot tea, and went to the toilet.

Daan is still painting.

Yang Ruolan couldn't bear it anymore.

In order to maintain a slim figure, she skipped dinner at night.

I drank two large bowls of rice soup.

"Da'an, what on earth are you tracing? You're so slow, counting the strands of my hair."

She asked angrily, tightening her legs.

After standing for so long without moving, my hands and feet were numb, and my whole body became even colder.

"I don't care, I won't stand anymore"

Yang Ruolan tried to move, but Yang Ruoqing pinched her wrist.

Under this strong force, Yang Ruolan was frozen in place and unable to move.

"You damn fat girl, what do you want to do?" she asked.

Yang Ruoqing said, "I am willing to admit defeat. This is what you said."

"You personally agreed to make a painting model for Da'an."

"You can't move until Da'an has finished painting."

Yang Ruoqing said with a smile.

Yang Ruolan understood something behind Yang Ruoqing's smiling eyes.

She was so angry that she gritted her teeth and said, "Damn you, fat girl, I understand, I know you are not so kind."

Yang Ruoqing smiled even more happily.

"I am flattering you by asking you to make a painting model for my brother. Don't be shameless."

"Oh, it's finally tidied up. Sisters, come and see what Da'an's painting looks like."

The voice of the Huang family's sister-in-law came from outside the kitchen.

Chaotic footsteps came towards the dining hall.

Yang Ruoqing's eyes flashed, and she sat back down.

The silver needle hidden under the sleeve reached the fingertips, and a cold light flashed near Yang Ruolan's bladder point.

The next moment, she sat back firmly on the stool next to her, yawning.

Her pretty face turned red.

A big girl peed her pants in public, and if word spreads, she will be unable to hold her head up for the rest of her life.

The women had already entered the dining hall.

Yang Ruolan frowned, and when she saw the teapot in her hand, she had an idea.

He staggered and pretended to fall to the ground.

The teapot was smashed and the tea inside was spilled.

Got it all over her body

Even though she was embarrassed, it was better than peeing her pants, she thought angrily.

"Oh, why did Miss Lan fall?"

The women exclaimed.

Yang also followed the crowd. When he heard the noise, he pushed aside the crowd and rushed in.

Sure enough, I saw Yang Ruolan fall to the ground.

The teapot broke and the tea spilled out, soaking her all over.

Some of those white and delicate little hands were even scratched and bleeding from broken pieces of the teapot.

Mrs. Yang shouted, "Oh, my Lan'er, what's going on with you?"

"What, what, what, the newly bought teapot was smashed by your daughter before you even used it for a day. You have to pay for it."

Tan's voice immediately sounded.

Yang looked aggrieved and wanted to argue with Tan.

Yang Ruolan grabbed Yang's arm with tears in her eyes.

"Mom, stop talking and take me back to the house first."

My wet pants are still stuck to my body. It’s so uncomfortable.

Mrs. Yang quickly helped Yang Ruolan, when mother and daughter passed by Da'an.

Yang Ruolan paused and couldn't help but glance at the paper in front of Daan.

Seeing the thing drawn on the paper, Yang Ruolan was so angry that she fell back and almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

Yang also noticed it, and was about to curse, when Yang Ruolan gasped and said, "Let's go, we'll see."

Yang's mother and daughter left in embarrassment.

All the women gathered behind Daan.

Everyone wants to see the beauty's portrait.

"Oh my God, what is this? It doesn't look like Lan Yatou," the women were chirping.

Daan looked ashamed.

"My painting skills are poor and my painting skills are still shallow. Although I try my best to figure it out, I still can't describe Sister Lan'er's style. I feel ashamed."

"It's okay, it's okay. How old are you? You can learn slowly from now on."

The women were surprisingly tolerant of the young lady.

They were quickly attracted by the movement in the wedding room.

We're having a wedding party tonight.

So I went to see the bridal chamber with a lot of cheers.

In the dining hall, Yang Ruoqing brought the drawing paper to her eyes and started looking at it.

"Pfft"

She almost fell off her stool.

I finally understand why Yang Ruolan was so resentful when she glanced at her before leaving.

This brother is so evil

"What are you drawing here? Are they people?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Daan looked innocent.

"I'm just following the painting you taught me, sister."

"Didn't you say this is called a cartoon? The characters drawn will be very cute. I did it," he said.

Yang Ruoqing said, "The cartoon must be a human being. You are just a toad blowing air."

Da'an shrugged, grabbed the drawing paper and folded it, "I tried my best. Sister Lan'er looks like this in my eyes. I paint carelessly."

Yang Ruoqing has black lines all over her head.

Is this really an eight-year-old young lady?
To be continued...