Ji Jing smiled. When she was a child, she would do these small handicrafts when she was bored. Practice makes perfect. "I'll go back to the room and get some sandpaper to polish it for him, and then put a layer of gold paint and color painting on it."
She took the wood carving and walked into the house. Unexpectedly, I ran into Ji Hui in the living room.
Just as Ji Hui was about to go out, Ji Jing couldn't help but take a second look.
Ji Hui didn't know why, so he asked, "What's the matter with you?"
Ji Jing shook her head: "It's okay." She brushed past him indifferently.
In fact, Ji Jing took a second look because the peach blossoms on Ji Hui's body were so dazzling that she almost blinded her. It was obvious that she had committed a peach blossom robbery.
But Ji Jing still remembers the last time's grudge, this time she won't remind him.
