After picking up his sister, Brother Jin gave her his life

Chapter 387 Jiang Shiyu, the modern "Picasso"

Jiang Shiyu tiptoed to the sofa. His steps were as light as a cat's. He took every step carefully, for fear of making any noise and waking up the defenseless Jiang Shiwen and Yan Zeyu who were sleeping soundly.

When he finally stood in front of the sofa, looking at the two quiet sleeping faces, a cunning gleam flashed in his eyes.

That look was like a child preparing to play a prank, full of excitement and anticipation.

He held the watercolor pen tightly in his hand and started to paint on Jiang Shiwen's face. While painting, he cursed softly: "Humph, you always bully me, let me see if you still have the ability to do that now?"

Although his voice was small, it was full of resentment. He wrote each stroke with force, as if he wanted to vent all the "bullying" he suffered in his daily life through these strokes.

His brows were furrowed, his mouth was muttering non-stop, and he was completely immersed in his own "revenge" action.

Every stroke carries the "resentment" in his heart, as if he wanted to release all the dissatisfaction and grievances accumulated in his daily life at this moment.

Jiang Shiyu was painting very attentively. His eyes were fixed on Jiang Shiwen's face. The watercolor pen in his hand kept dancing. He didn't pay any attention to the situation around him.

His whole mind was on how to make Jiang Shiwen's face more "brilliant" and how to make him be shocked when he saw his "masterpiece" after waking up.

After drawing Jiang Shiwen, Jiang Shiyu showed no intention of stopping. He turned his target to Yan Zeyu again, still muttering: "And you, don't even think about running away. Today I will let you have a taste of my power."

His voice was full of pride, as if he had already seen Yan Zeyu's anger and helplessness after he woke up.

Ming Nanjin didn't bother to care about Jiang Shiyu. After all, they grew up together, and he knew all of Jiang Shiyu's little tricks like a mirror.

He knew that Jiang Shiyu was just playing around and venting his anger as a child. Although it was a bit naughty, it was harmless.

He knew what Jiang Shiyu wanted to do, but he was too lazy to care and just continued to patiently feed Xiao Chengcheng breakfast.

But little Chengcheng was anxious. Her little head was full of curiosity. Her eyes kept glancing towards the living room, and she felt like there was a kitten scratching her heart.

Her eyes were full of desire, as if a wonderful show was going on in the living room and she couldn't wait to witness it with her own eyes.

She wanted to see what Jiang Shiwen and Yan Zeyu looked like in Jiang Shiyu's painting, and she forgot to chew the food in her mouth. The food stayed in her mouth for a long time, but she had no intention of swallowing it.

"Ge Ge, I want to see it."

Xiao Chengcheng couldn't help but say to Ming Nanjin. Her voice was filled with urgency and pleading, her little hands tightly grasped the corner of Ming Nanjin's clothes, her eyes full of anticipation.

Ming Nanjin smiled helplessly. His smile showed both his love for Xiao Chengcheng and his helplessness towards Jiang Shiyu's mischievous behavior. He said, "Eat your meal obediently, and you'll see it later."

His voice was gentle but firm, trying to get Xiao Chengcheng to focus back on breakfast.

Xiao Chengcheng had no choice but to nod. Although she was a little reluctant, she still continued to eat breakfast obediently.

But her mind had already flown to the living room. Every time she took a bite, she would look up in the direction of the living room, hoping to finish breakfast early so that she could see the mysterious "painting".

Jiang Shiyu still didn't know what kind of bloody storm he would face next, he was completely immersed in his own creation.

About ten minutes later, he straightened up with satisfaction, looking at the masterpiece in front of him with a smug smile on his face.

He nodded with satisfaction and said to himself: "I am worthy of myself. I even suspect that I am Picasso." He admired his "work" and felt a sense of accomplishment.

Jiang Shiyu took out his cell phone. Of course he would not give up this good opportunity. He wanted to take a picture of this scene as a souvenir.

It was not enough for him to just take the photo, he also wanted to post the photos of Yan Zeyu and Jiang Shiwen on his Moments so that everyone could see their "ugly appearance".

Holding out his cell phone, he took more than a dozen photos in front of the two of them, not missing any different angles.

Sometimes he squatted down and took pictures from the bottom up; sometimes he stood next to the sofa and took pictures from the top down; sometimes he turned sideways and took pictures, trying to capture the most exciting scene.

His face was filled with an excited smile, as if he had already seen his friends' surprise and laughter after seeing the photos.

Just when Jiang Shiyu was getting carried away, Jiang Shiwen and Yan Zeyu's eyelids moved, as if they were about to wake up.

Jiang Shiyu didn't notice it at all and was still concentrating on taking pictures...

Jiang Shiyu had almost finished taking the photos and was holding his phone contentedly, protecting it in his arms like a treasure.

He lowered his head, staring at the photo on the screen without blinking, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise. He turned around and sat on the sofa next to him, smiling foolishly to himself.

Various thoughts kept flashing through his mind, and he racked his brains to think of what kind of copy to put on this circle of friends that would make him completely relieved and fully vent the pent-up dissatisfaction in his heart.

Ming Nanjin and Xiao Chengcheng finished their breakfast. Ming Nanjin had just carefully wiped Xiao Chengcheng's mouth when Xiao Chengcheng couldn't wait to run to the living room like a happy little rabbit.

Her small figure was full of energy and she rushed to the sofa in an instant.

When she saw that Jiang Shiwen and Yan Zeyu's faces were painted like big cats, Xiao Chengcheng was stunned at first, and then she couldn't help laughing out loud. The laughter was clear and loud, echoing in the living room like a silver bell.

The two people on the sofa were suddenly awakened when they heard Xiao Chengcheng's laughter.

They were awakened from their sleep by the sudden laughter. They sat up suddenly from the sofa as if they had been electrocuted and almost fell down because they moved too quickly.

The two of them happened to be sitting right opposite each other, and the moment their eyes met, the colorful patterns on each other's faces were clearly reflected in each other's eyes.

As soon as they sat up, they saw each other's faces. They were stunned for a moment, their eyes widened, and their faces were full of disbelief. Then they were scared and cursed: "Fuck!"

The sound was deafening and full of surprise. Anyone who woke up and saw a clown face in front of them would be shocked.

After the two saw each other's faces clearly, there was a brief silence, and then they both started laughing at the same time: "Hahaha, Jiang Shiwen, your face, hahahaha."

Yan Zeyu laughed so hard that he fell backwards and laughed until tears were about to come out. He pointed at Jiang Shiwen's face and laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his back.

Jiang Shiwen was not to be outdone, pointing at Yan Zeyu's face and saying, "Hahaha, are you a fucking ghost?"

He laughed so hard that his voice changed and his stomach hurt.