A Living Model

Neil Brown parked his car and strode into the house. When he walked past the drawing-room, he saw Little Karen sitting alone in the room. The little girl sat in front of a large painting easel. She was holding a brush, and put in her best effort to paint something. Neil hadn't seen Little Karen for a few days and he wanted to give her a hug. So, he walked into the painting room. "Baby Karen!" "Woo..." It wasn't Little Karen who answered him, but instead, it was Momo, who was lying on the ground with an extremely unhappy look. "Hey buddy, are you sad to see me?" When he came to visit all this while, the little fellow would definitely run and jump around him. What happened today? “Woo woo...” Momo continued to sob. She must have felt mistreated, but no one could understand her language. Neil turned his focus to Little Karen. He watched her draw, "Baby Karen, what are you doing?" "Uncle." Little Karen raised her head and smiled sweetly at Neil. She lowered her head and continued with her