Song Mu'er held the painting as if it were a treasure, her eyes unwilling to leave the canvas.
Li Nuo suddenly said, "I forgot to check the password just now, you're not pretending to be Ning'er, are you?"
Song Mu'er carefully held the painting and said, "Of course not, Song Ning'er doesn't know 'The bright moon before my bed is thought to be frost on the ground'. This time I wasn't fooled by her..."
Actually, it didn't matter whether she was pretending or not, Li Nuo had intended to paint another one anyway.
Last time, when he was partial when sharing the peaches, he got caught red-handed by the person involved. Every time Song Ning'er looked at him, her eyes were filled with a deep sense of grievance, which made Li Nuo feel quite embarrassed. After all, he was an adult and it was unnecessary for him to be petty with a little girl.
He was just about to remind Mumu not to provoke Ning'er with the painting when he turned around and found that she was gone.