Chapter 392: Cub development (43)
"Now not only does Hengbei brother dislike me, but you all want to kill me, don't you?"
Listening to the frantic shouts of Rong Xiaoyue that suddenly rose up and hoarse in her ears, the four Rong family brothers suddenly seemed to be relieved of all their strength.
It was indeed their negligence at the time that they did not take good care of Rong Xiaoyue, which led to her being abducted by traffickers.
But are they not paying enough now?
Where did that innocent and kind sister go in the last life?
Eating melons and gluttony makes your head crooked, you guys are chirping here, do you think the fierce beast is transparent and non-existent?
In order to prove that his power still existed, Gourmet stomped the ground fiercely and roared up to the sky.
Stupid humans, look over here!
Rong Xiaoyue was so frightened that she accidentally caught her right foot with her left foot and fell on the ground when she ran out of the yard.
Rong Xiaoyue touched her face and took a mouthful of mud.
Rong Xiaoyue lay on the ground, feeling the fine pain on her face, and cried out.
Rong Huang released his spiritual sense to look at the situation on the Rong family's side from a distance, and when he saw the five brothers and sisters of the Rong family turned back, he let the gluttonous come back.
Instead of killing the four Rong family brothers directly, it is better to keep them alive.
Let them think of this day clearly and clearly every day for the rest of their lives.
Thinking of what Rong Xiaoyue said to them that day.
It should be uncomfortable to be so disgusted and blamed by your own biological sister, right?
As long as Rong Huang thinks about the four of them living in sadness and disappointment every day in the future, the whole person will be extremely happy.
Rong Huang put the big red crayon back, and took another green crayon.
This was the crayons of the little cub she had not known which world she gave birth to before, and she did not know when it was taken into the space by her.
Before pulling it out, Rong Huang suddenly thought of a way of entertaining and entertaining.
Rong Huang was lying on the bed, two little jiojio wearing thick fluffy pink cotton socks tilted up and dangling in the air.
The toes hidden in the thick cotton socks moved playfully from time to time, very pleasant.
While humming a light song, the little girl scribbled on the paper with crayons.
Rong Huang looked at his outstanding works, and felt that in the future, there will be a palace-level painter with extraordinary talent and outstanding painting style in the world.
Shui Shui discovered what Rong Huang was thinking, and flew into the room from the back of the little rabbit in the yard, flapping his beautiful wings to see Rong Huang's paintings.
Then, Shuishi: "..."
What is this red and green that gives people a huge visual stimulus?
Shui Shui looked at it for a while, and saw that Rong Huang was still scribbling on the paper, and she couldn't help but ask.
Rong Huang gave her a look of "You can't see this, you seem to be a little spicy chicken who doesn't know how to taste good works", and pointed at her painting triumphantly.
"Have you heard of abstraction? This is called abstraction!"
Said that Rong Huang picked up the drawing paper spread out on the bed and shook, admiring his masterpiece with a proud look on his face.
"Does it look good?" Rong Huang asked Shui Shui.
Shui Shui: "...good-looking."
Rong Huang was embarrassed and said with embarrassment, "Hey, I actually don't think my paintings are too abstract. I should be more abstract."
Water: No need for duck.
Rong Huang snorted, obviously very satisfied with his artistic attainments, and continued to pick up the crayons to paint and paint, still muttering words.
"Next time you see Feng Bing, draw a picture and give it to him."
"Feng disease must be moved and broken, right?"