Chapter 38: Drawing

Hearing the honking sounds, Cheng Tai turned around and continued driving.

Yu Ying thought about Cheng Tai's actions and turned on her phone camera to look at her face in confusion.

It was a face full of fatigue and edema. The originally flawless skin with no pores to be seen now had pimples and acne marks.

"Were you very tired lately?" Cheng Tai asked.

"Yes, I am not in good shape recently." Yu Ying suppressed the panic in her heart and took out a powder compact from her bag to touch up her makeup.

She had already put on her makeup flawlessly at home, so why did she still look like this… Could it be that something had happened to the longevity locket again?

It seemed like she had to hurry up and repair the longevity locket. If she lost either beauty or design talent, everything she had would fall apart.

Zhou Miao was eating the bird's nest porridge gleefully as she looked at herself in the mirror.

She had fair and delicate skin, long and thick hair that cascaded down, and a beauty mole decorating her cheek. Although her facial features could barely be considered delicate, she already possessed the shadow of a beauty at first glance.

She had just exchanged 10 smiley faces with the hamster. At this moment, Cheng Tai should be with Yu Ying now. She wondered what the Eldest Young Master would think when he saw Yu Ying's face had suddenly turned ugly.

Thinking of this, she felt that she had finally given vent to her anger.

[Master, a friendly reminder. The number of smiley faces you need next time is 50.]

The hamster's words suddenly entered her mind.

Zhou Miao suddenly felt a little discouraged. 50 smiley faces? It was better to kill her. The smiley faces were needed to restore her Good Luck Points, to activate missions, and she had to reserve some to use on materialization… It was difficult to start a business!

Zhou Miao walked into the study with a snack in her hand. Cheng Heng was working. The most important thing now was to quickly get smiley faces.

Zhou Miao sat beside Cheng Heng, and only then did she realize that he was not drawing but flipping through a very old sketchbook.

The sketchbook looked like it had been exposed to the wind and the sun. The edges were yellow, and a few pages showed signs of being torn and pieced together.

On every page, there were hand-drawn teddy bears. Some were wearing dresses, some were singing, and some were drawing. In short, there were all kinds of designs. There were about 300 pages in all. On the last page, there was a teddy bear in a small two-piece suit holding a graduation certificate. This page was also the most badly damaged one. It had been torn and pieced back together.

Cheng Heng saw her walking over and moved the book in front of her to read it with her.

"Did you draw all these?" Zhou Miao asked.

"Uh-huh." Cheng Heng replied, and the expression above his head displayed a little proud face.

"It's so pretty. Can Little Heng teach me how to draw?"

Zhou Miao found a piece of paper and got Cheng Heng to hold her hand to teach herself how to draw.

Such a position was too ambiguous. Zhou Miao's entire body was nestled in Cheng Heng's embrace. Cheng Heng's hand held her hand as he drew lines on the paper.

Zhou Miao felt that she was surrounded by Cheng Heng's breath. That hot breath infused with the scent of men's pheromones almost made her face red.

Cheng Heng's breath fell on her ear, gently brushing past her ear.

Zhou Miao unconsciously shifted in Cheng Heng's embrace, hinting to him that he should not hug her so tightly.

Just as she finished shifting, the little red expression above Cheng Heng's head revealed a smile.

Good Lord! This worked as well? Although Zhou Miao was also a little shy, she still didn't let go of this opportunity to get a smiley face.

She simply put down the pen, turned around with a beaming smile, and gently stroked Cheng Heng's face and ears like before.

The number next to the smiley face jumped a few times, and Cheng Heng's breath and his body temperature became hotter.

"Touch…" Cheng Heng said.

Zhou Miao's fingers touched the places she touched last time. Eyes, nose, lips… Each spot would yield 1 or 2 smiley faces.

Zhou Miao looked at the person in front of her up close. As she touched him, his slender eyes took on a watery look. Zhou Miao brushed his fringe aside and locked eyes with him. Her fingers touched him gently, and his smiley faces continued to increase.

Although it was different from the massive flood of smiley faces last time, it was still better than nothing.

She touched him again and again, and the number finally stopped at 40.

Zhou Miao carefully put the smiley faces away. This time, she had to plan carefully. First, she would save 30 for the mission, and the remaining 30 would be used to exchange for Good Luck Points.

After exchanging 10 Good Luck Points, Zhou Miao felt that there were suddenly many things in her head. She thought about it carefully and realized that it was actually knowledge about art and design.

She was thinking about these things while nestled in Cheng Heng's arms, completely unaware that the man in front of her had already begun to unbutton his shirt.