Li Jianfeng's expression stiffened. He stared at Qin fan's big palm and asked hesitantly, ""What do you mean by pretty?" You're an old man, and you want to be pretty?
"It's not for me," Qin fan swept his gaze across the workshop and walked to a table. He picked up a pen and drew a pair of hands on the drawing on the table.
If si Rong was here, he would definitely be surprised that Qin fan had actually drawn the size of her hands exactly.
Qin fan put down his pen. follow this size. Boy, 16 or 17 years old. You can do whatever young people like to be pretty.
