"I didn't expect you to not only write well, but also draw better!" Ji Zhao silently gave him a thumbs up.
No wonder Shen Yao's calligraphy and paintings would be hard to come by in the future!
"I also think that this peach is very beautiful." Shen Yao looked into her eyes and smiled sincerely.
Meeting that pair of smiling phoenix eyes, Ji Zhao suddenly felt that he seemed to be implying something. For a moment, even her face was a little hot.
Looking at her sudden blush, the smile in Shen Yao's eyes deepened.
"Cough… It's getting late. I want to rest." Ji Zhao hurriedly looked away, not daring to look into his eyes again.
"Okay." Shen Yao carefully put away the pen. Before he left, he said goodnight.
After he walked out of the house, Ji Zhao hurriedly closed the door.
She leaned back against the door, breathing heavily. Only then did she feel the rhythm of her heart slow a little.
