Mo Jun retreated his hand and laughed a few times, "Master Tired, you are so stingy, I'll just touch it, is it that precious?"

The cold and tired movements slowly spread out the painting of the master of the water, "I'm afraid you can't afford it."

Hearing this, Mo Jun shrank his hands with an incredible expression, "Really?"

The reason why the master of the water end was vying for it by the big world as soon as he shot it, not only was the color mixed with its own style, but each painting was lifelike.

Everyone guessed that Master Sui Mo might be old and tired, so he never showed up, and rarely paints after he became famous.

Now, City S may be able to invite her to the Leng Family.

If you are someone else, you may not be able to write a few hundred million more.

Listening to the cold and tired description, Qiao Yimo couldn't help but curl his lips, not knowing what to say.

Mo Jun chuckled and deliberately joked, "Lord Tired, is this Granny at the end of the water because of you, that's why she is willing to write?"

Mother-in-law?

Qiao Yimo secretly blanked Jun Mo.

Is she still an eighteen-year-old girl?

Leng Juan followed Leng Leng's eyes to Jun Mo, and said in front of this little girl, which of these is appropriate?

He returned his eyes to the painting, cold tired and unfolded the painting completely, he couldn't help being taken aback.

The landscape is very strange, but the flowers seem to have been seen somewhere.

"Master Tiong, this painting...the painting looks too beautiful."

"This painting is so real, this mountain is so immortal!"

"Looking at this painting seems to be in a situation, so enjoy it!"

Leng Tien Heimou skipped frame after frame on the painting, and suddenly looked at Qiao Yimo, "Are you the idol of Master Water End? I see the flowers on this painting and the painting you brought out a few days ago. A bit like."

When Mo Jun heard this, he looked at Qiao Yimo in surprise, "Sister-in-law, can you still paint? I really can't see it!"

Qiao Yimo scratched his head, "I told you everything, I only know the fur, and maybe I have seen the paintings of Master Shui Mo, I will naturally imitate a little when painting."

"That's it... hey hey, do you see if the name of the master of the end of the water on this stamp is a bit similar to Yimo!" Mo Jun said to himself.

Leng Juo squinted his deep eyes, and suddenly looked at Qiao Yimo, "The name is quite similar."

"Yes, yes! Sister-in-law, isn't this water end mother-in-law you?"

Qiao Yimo blanked his eyes, Mr. Mo, "You are the mother-in-law. There are only a few Chinese characters. It's normal to hit a name."

Mo Jun: "......"

Sister-in-law's statement is also reasonable, since he can't refute it.

"Okay, okay, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you." Qiao Yimo picked up the bag beside him.

"Are you leaving?" asked the

"Well, I'll go out to see if I can buy a gift for the old lady or something."

"Okay, I will ask Bo Hua to send you off?"

Qiao Yimo waved her hand, "Thank you, no need." After that, she quickened her pace.

If she doesn't leave, she will show her stuff.

Leng Jian looked at Qiao Yimo's leaving back, knowing that until the girl completely disappeared from his sight, he looked at the watermark on the painting-Master of Water Moisture.

The man's dark eyes became deeper and deeper.

Some things seem to be getting more and more interesting...

With his bag on his back, Qiao Yimo went to the largest antique market in S City.

In Country M, I heard that crystal jade has the effect of curing diseases and wounds, and it is extremely beneficial to take it on the body for a long time, but it is very expensive, so it has been hidden for a while.

Soon after the old lady had the operation, if she could carry Jingyu on her body and cooperate with her Chinese medicine therapy, her body would definitely be stronger than before.

Perhaps this S city has such a thing.

Qiao Yimo returned to this place and remembered the time she had missed before. She wandered around, watching the old man who sold the amber bracelet as a waste product to her last time and set up a stall conscientiously. Her red lips hooked, and her heart couldn't help it. A burst of laughter.

And the silly boy who threw away the bloodstone as trash.

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