After the call went through, Zuo Hancheng instructed Lin Qing to buy some porridge and other food that was easy to digest.
When he hung up the phone, Anhao asked in a daze,""It's almost dark now. Are you not going to leave tonight?"
Zuo Hancheng glanced at her indifferently, then his cold black eyes swept over the messy pictures and discs under the window sill.
Seeing that he was looking in that direction again, Anhao simply snorted and laughed.""Do you think my drawing skills are especially good?"
"The style is strange, in line with your crafty and rebellious personality last semester."Zuo Hancheng replied indifferently and looked at her coldly at the same time.""Just this once. Don't do it again."
He let her off just like that?
Anhao didn't believe it and pointed in that direction.""Can I not destroy those things…"
It wasn't easy for him to not be able to draw it, but he could still be a little jealous if he had nothing to do.
