"Why don't we order take-out?" Su Qianxun did not really feel like heading out for food. His birthday was approaching, and she would like to finish designing the necktie as soon as possible.
Long Sijue did not object. He turned and made a call. Only when she waited for the take-out to arrive did Su Qianxun realize that she had been attracted to Long Sijue's side profile just now, and had drawn a portrait of him without realizing it.
"What are you drawing?" Long Sijue's voice suddenly rang out from above. The young woman's first reaction was to hide the portrait in her bosom.
"Nothing much, I was just drawing for fun. Ah, when's the take-out going to arrive? I'm really hungry," Su Qianxun said a little diffidently.
When Long Sijue heard that, he turned and made another call. Five minutes later, a hearty meal was laid out on the coffee table.
