Chapter 161: Artist with sword

As night fell, Fiona lay on the bed and looked at her doll.
Fiona shook her head rhythmically, looking at the cute doll with a grin.
After watching, Fiona's eyes were a little sore. She rubbed her eyes, and when she opened them again, the doll in front of her disappeared out of thin air.
This made Fiona anxious, she rummaged around her room, trying to find the doll.
Because Fiona's tossing was so loud, even Riven who was educating Ye Feng downstairs heard it.
Riven raised her head and looked at Fiona's door on the second floor, and then said to Ye Feng: "That's it for today, you can't like men!"
"Don't worry, sister!" Ye Feng nodded awkwardly, he didn't bother to explain, and put the pot back.
Seeing that Ye Feng's attitude was quite sincere, Riven, who had been thinking about Ye Feng from her sister's perspective, nodded in satisfaction. She took out a beautifully packaged bag from her side, which contained a picture book and some painting tools.
After Ye Feng saw it, he couldn't help asking: "Sister, is this?"
Riven smiled and said: "Didn't Fiona like to watch Picheng's unique cartoons? I want her to learn to draw, maybe it will help her condition."
After receiving the packaging bag in Riven's hand, Ye Feng didn't expect that his sister would also care about Fiona, who was not his childhood sweetheart, and he was very moved.
Seeing Ye Feng's touched expression, Riven waved her hand and said with a smile: "Well, you go up and see her by the way, there is a lot of movement on it."
"Yeah!" Ye Feng nodded.
At this time, Fiona was crying when she looked for a doll in the room. She looked at the place where the doll had disappeared before, with her red and swollen eye circles, she sat down with a sullen butt.
As soon as she sat down, Fiona heard a naive "ouch". She blew her nose and stood up in fright. She was timid and looked around and found no one, so she sat down again as she relaxed her vigilance.
"Ouch"!
The childish voice sounded again, and Fiona stood up again. Inadvertently lowering her head, Fiona found that her disappeared doll was back again.
Excited, she temporarily forgot her fear, picked up the doll and rolled happily on the bed, laughing joyfully from time to time.
At this moment, Ye Feng came in with his picture album and painting tools. Seeing the chaotic room, he couldn't help having a headache.
Putting things on the small table in front of the bed, Ye Feng sternly wanted to scold Fiona who was still rolling on the bed.
"Fiona, you..." Ye Feng pulled Fiona to sit up, and when he saw Fiona's red and swollen eyes and crying pretty face, he swallowed what he was ready to use as a reprimand.
Although Fiona had a smile on her face, Ye Feng still felt a little pain when she saw the crying pretty face. Sitting and leaning against the bed holding Fiona, Ye Feng pulled out the paper towel beside the bed and wiped the wet snot of Fiona. Throwing the paper towel after blowing his nose into the trash can outside the corridor, Ye Feng went to the bathroom to get a clean and moist towel and wiped the tears from Fiona's face. Looking at the mess and clothes on the floor, Ye Feng cleaned up for Fiona again.
After doing all this, Ye Feng sighed and looked at Fiona, who was cleverly silent, and said, "Why did you cry just now?"
"Big brother, the doll...it...it!" Fiona excitedly wanted to tell Ye Feng that the doll would disappear, but she didn't know how to express it. Fiona now has the same intelligence as a three-year-old child, so she doesn't know how to express.
Ye Feng didn't want to delve into it too deeply. He unpacked the bag and put the picture album and painting tools on Fiona's straight legs. He smiled and tempted: "Well, Fiona, do you want to learn to paint?" While speaking, Ye Feng did not forget to give Fiona an encouraging look.
"Drawing?" Fiona looked at Ye Feng innocently, she didn't quite understand what Ye Feng said.
"Well, draw, if you see the doll in your hand, you can draw it on the picture album." Seeing that Fiona was still a little confused, Ye Feng pointed to the doll that Fiona was holding.
Fiona understood now, and she grinned and laughed happily. Putting the doll aside, Fiona excitedly picked up the picture book and a pencil, licking her lips and teeth with her tongue.
Ye Feng was also very curious about what Fiona would paint the doll. He sat next to Fiona and watched Fiona devour the picture album intently.
Looking at it, Ye Feng's face seemed to be holding a smile, which looked really weird. For a long time, he couldn't bear his laughter anymore, and laughed a lot.
Fiona, who is a doll, is clearly drawing a human-shaped pig. It seems that Fiona still has a long way to go on this road of painting.
"Big brother, can you see how well I painted?" After finishing the last stroke, Fiona picked up the picture album and leaned in front of Ye Feng, looking at Ye Feng coquettishly, hoping to get his praise.
Because he was smiling, Ye Feng casually said what he was thinking: "Fiona, are you painting a pig?"
When Fiona heard it, the skin on Qiao's face twitched slightly, and the red and swollen eye circles began to sparkle with a faint crystal light. The tip of her nose was sour for no reason, she blew her nose, looking like she was about to cry at any time.
Oops, something was wrong! There was a black line on Ye Feng's forehead, and he hurriedly said to please: "Fiona, your painting is pretty good, and it looks like this doll already, so I have to keep going!"
"But... but... you just said that I drew like a pig!" Fiona pouted, still a little angry.
My noble and glamorous aunt, you have a good memory now! Ye Feng patted his forehead vigorously and smiled awkwardly: "That's a joke, don't take it seriously!"
Fiona rubbed her eyes, the clouds cleared, and she bloomed with a beautiful sunny smile. She held the painting and asked Ye Feng, "Big brother, do you think she would like this painting?"
"Why are you asking this suddenly?" Ye Feng glanced at Fiona suspiciously, not knowing what she was thinking.
Fiona scratched the back of her head embarrassedly, and said in a low voice, "I made my big sister unhappy this afternoon. I want to give her this painting to make her smile."
It turns out that Fiona was thinking about breaking the Oriana rabbit doll in the afternoon. Ye Feng suddenly realized that, but Fiona, who was stupid, knew that she would take the initiative to admit her mistake.
Glancing at the humanoid pig drawn by Fiona, Ye Feng's mouth twitched. It is good for Fiona to have this heart, but this picture is too bad, he can't imagine the expression of Oriana when she sees this picture.
Fiona pulled the corner of Ye Feng's clothes, widened her eyes and said, "Big brother, do you think big sister would like it?"
Ye Feng, who was still thinking about the scene when Oriana saw the painting, said casually: "Yes."
After getting Ye Feng's affirmation, Fiona happily leaned in front of Ye Feng and gently kissed Xi Ye Feng's forehead.
The slightly cool touch on his forehead pulled Ye Feng back to reality. He didn't react and said, "Fiona, you just kissed my forehead?"
"Hehe...Yes, big brother!" Fiona blinked her eyes with a grin.
Fiona looked at the painting in her hand, a glimmer of light flashed through her mind. She excitedly said: "Big brother, I still want to write on the painting and give it to my big sister!"
Seeing Fiona's cheerful expression, Ye Feng couldn't bear to continue hitting her. He followed Fiona's heart and said: "Okay, what do you want to write?"
"talent!"
While talking, Fiona excitedly wrote the word "talent" on the painting.
"glory!"
"belief!"
Fiona's right index finger was pressed against her lower lip, her eyes looked towards the ceiling, after thinking for a moment, her eyes lit up: "There are beautiful pictures!"
After writing these words, Fiona frowned, still a little dissatisfied. She drew another sword on the painting and wrote the words "artist with sword". After finishing, she showed a satisfied smile.
She is not satisfied with her love, she also wants Ye Feng's approval. Fiona held the picture book in front of Ye Feng's eyes in both hands, and looked at Ye Feng's eyes expectantly: "Big brother, do you think I am an artist with a sword?"
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