Buzzzzzz! A sound.
Perhaps because of her emotional fluctuations, the white-haired woman, Qin Huan, accidentally pierced her finger with a piece of the Jade bowl, causing blood to flow out.
She frowned and used her spiritual energy to caress the wound. She raised her head and looked at Xu Feiyang with trembling eyes.
senior brother, you've already drawn very well. Can you stop drawing? "
"No!" Xu Fei Yang shook his head. I must draw her real appearance!"
As he spoke, he frowned and tore the paper off and threw it on the ground.
His face was full of regret.
"Damn it, it's not done yet!"
Qin Huan glanced at the mountain-like pile of paper on the ground and sighed. &Quot;
"Senior brother, you're really too stubborn. Why torture yourself like this?"