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Chapter 61

Xu Jinchao looked down at the little man on the sketch paper.

It must be said that Song Jiao's painting skills are really amazing, and ordinary adults can't paint so ugly.

If it wasn't for the really happy expression on Song Jiao's face when she painted, and she looked serious, Xu Jinchao would have thought it was a prank.

She didn't want to hit each other, she wanted to find some advantages from their two "future daughters" to praise.

Song Jiao used a pencil to paint the little girl a dark dress, blush, straight eyelashes, wire-like bangs and double ponytails.

It is very creative that in the oval eyes of different sizes, the pupils are two little hearts painted black.

Xu Jinchao held back for a long time and said:

"I think it's pretty cute?"

Song Jiao saw her entanglement early on, but she was also satisfied that Xu Jinchao did not question the child's appearance.

She agreed: "Of course, our child is the cutest, she's a little princess."

Song Jiao seemed to be inspired by her own words, and immediately took back the painting, adding a crown to her little treasure, twisting her hand through the small scepter, and drawing a bow.

Xu Jinchao never thought that Song Jiao still has such a princess heart. When Song Jiao painted all her daughter's equipment and showed it to her, Omega vowed:

"There is no better little girl in the world than her, and I think she will be very caring."

Seeing that Song Jiao had already fantasized about the little padded jacket, Xu Jinchao couldn't help laughing and laughing. She asked, "My child's mother, can you still see your own portrait?"

Song Jiao: "Look."

She took the sketchbook from Xu Jinchao, handed the daughter on the drawing paper to Xu Jinchao, and instructed: "You and your child develop a relationship."

Xu Jinchao was simply stubborn and accepted it.

She couldn't help but look at her Impressionist daughter with a scribbled crown, and felt that Song Jiao was really talented.

Unlike Xu Jinchao's entanglement, Song Jiao was immersed in complete joy.

Her aesthetic vision for art is not high, and she belongs to a layman who can only watch a lively scene, and cannot judge the artistic level of Xu Jinchao's line and surface sketches.

But just the fact that "Xu Jinchao painted her" is enough for Song Jiao to feel happy, not to mention that the half-length portrait in the sketchbook is extremely beautiful.

Song Jiao could not evaluate from the point of view of technique, but felt that the proportions of light and shadow and structure were harmonious, and she felt the lifelike charm from the picture.

She didn't even know she had such a gentle and focused look when she was painting that graffiti painting.

Song Jiao confirmed to Alpha: "This painting was given to me, right?"

Xu Jinchao was still trying his best to add beautifying filters to their Impressionist daughters, and raised his head after hearing this.

"Of course."

Song Jiao was very happy, she carefully closed the sketchbook, held it in her hand, and couldn't help but open it to see if it would smudge the picture.

After making sure everything was safe, Song Jiao stood up.

"I'm going to put it in the car and bring our lunch by the way."