"Little Yi, Xiao Er, Xiao San, Little fourth, Little fifth, Little sixth." Nuonuo pointed at a group of cats and said.
Qiao Qiqi, "..."
Her dogs are called Yimao, Ermao, San Mao...
"Can you tell them apart?" Although Qiao Qiqi had taken care of them for a few days, she couldn't distinguish these cats at all.
But Nuonuo could remember clearly, with each having its distinct traits, she could distinguish them very well.
"Auntie, I'll give you a painting." Nuonuo ran to find a painting to bring out.
When Qiao Qiqi saw the painting, she was surprised and looked at the little girl, "Did you paint this?"
"Yes, auntie, do you think I did well?" Nuonuo tilted her head with an expectant look at her.
"Very well, you're a true genius."
Qiao Qiqi's words were not an exaggeration at all, Nuonuo had painted a full-body portrait of her. Although it was an abstract painting, it looked exactly like her, anyone could recognize it at a glance.
"Nuonuo, did you learn to paint?"
