Hearing Lin Ye's "aggrieved" voice, Qin Zhilan returned to her senses and hurriedly shook her head.
"No, it's fine."
Although she was frightened just now,
However, Blackie's furry arms were quite comfortable.
Moreover, Blackie only hugged her gently and smelled her. It did not do anything else.
Seeing that Qin Zhilan was fine, Lin Ye gestured for her to come over and continue drawing beasts.
He had already been delayed for a while.
Now, many students began to poke their heads in from the door.
Walking in front of the machine, Qin Zhilan did not hesitate and directly pressed the joystick.
Looking at the rapidly changing screen, Qin Zhilan did not have any thoughts.
She simply felt that it was very novel.
On the other hand, Su Hongcheng was looking at the screen nervously.
Although he was the dean of the Arcana Academy, believing in this kind of metaphysical problem was more or less not good.