"Yeah, wait for me just a second, woman; I'll just finish painting the sun." He released Chi Enen's hand and raced to the drawing board, expertly picking out the yellow paint from the array of children's paints. With a water pen, he dabbed a bit of paint and brushed it onto the board, and a round sun popped into existence on the paper.
Chi Enen had never thought he had artistic talent; she bent over in surprise and drew close to him, her bright eyes gleaming, "Baby, how about I send you to learn painting?"
You never know, maybe her Baby Chi could become a world-famous painter.
Chi Jingchen furrowed his little brows, turned his head, and unexpectedly refused, "No, I don't want to learn painting."
"Don't you like painting? I think you paint really well," Chi Enen said, puzzled.
