Little one opened her mouth wide, thinking to herself that it turned out the great rice cooker was invented by Old Man Granduncle Qiao. She really learned something new.
Long Yanran did not know whether to cry or laugh. Even Qiao Feng would burst into tears hearing such well-reasoned logic.
A moment later!
Beibei held a cup of water and drank from it, officially ending her made-up story and winning a round of applause from little one and Wan Qing.
Long Yanran said with utter speechlessness, "From now on, Long Beibei should be renamed the bragging spirit."
"What bragging spirit, I'm the storytelling king." Beibei looked at Long Yanran and said unconvinced.
Wan Qing accidentally glanced at the portrait on the table and was immediately stunned, considering it a masterpiece. The drawing skills were peerless!
"Wh... who drew this?"
"Look, it was the two of them."
Long Yanran pointed at little one and Beibei, and the two of them were staring right back at Wan Qing.
"It turns out our academy has produced two magical painters. I'm going to tell the dean tomorrow," Wan Qing's pretty eyes lit up.
"Of course, whatever I, Beibei, casually draw sells for a heavenly price."
Beibei acted high and mighty, putting her hands on her hips and looking up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle.
"Uh-huh, uh-huh, casually draw and sell for a heavenly price."
This was indeed true. Back on Blue Star, Long Yanran knew about this matter as well, so she could only shake her head and smile speechlessly.
In the end, Wan Qing even invited little one to sleep with her, but little one refused. Wan Qing wasn't disappointed either and left taking one of the portraits.
"Qianqian, Beibei, can we go to sleep now? I haven't had a beauty