An Ruo nodded: "I don't know your size, so I probably chose something similar."
The smile on Tang Yuchen's lips became even bigger. He opened the box and took out the shirt, took a look at the size, and said with satisfaction: "This is the size I wear."
Seeing that he was in a good mood, An Ruo wanted to immediately plead for Yun Feixue, but she couldn't find the words to plead with him.
After packing her things, she said calmly: "I'm going upstairs."
Back in the bedroom, she was thinking about how to talk to him, but tried many methods, but none worked. She was born with a poor temper and a stubborn temper. She really couldn't do this kind of job of saying nice things.[
Annoyed, Anruo simply took out a sketchbook and pencil and started drawing.
Meeting Xia Nuo today was the happiest thing for her.
In this life, she only has a good friend in Xia Nuo. She has been worried about her for many years. Fortunately, she is still alive and well and still in this city. Fortunately, I met her today.
An Ruo plans to draw a sketch of Xia Nuo and give it to her when they meet next time.
As soon as she started writing, the door was pushed open.
Tang Yuchen came in with a cane and the shirt she bought for him in his other hand.
He glanced at her, smiled and asked casually: "Who are you drawing?"
An Ruo's eyes moved slightly, she raised her head and said to him: "Do you have a photo? I'll draw one for you."
A trace of surprise flashed in the man's eyes.
He remembered clearly that when he asked her to draw him a picture, she refused to do so.
Why did you suddenly have to draw him today?
Tang Yuchen was on the bed opposite her
An Ruo lowered her eyes to prevent him from seeing the guilty conscience in her eyes.
"Forget it if you don't want it. I'm just talking casually. In fact, I don't intend to draw it for you."
"What exactly is your purpose?"
An Ruo said impatiently: "Are you annoying? Do you think everyone is like you and has a purpose in everything you do?"
"..." A hint of complexity flashed in Tang Yuchen's probing eyes.
He suddenly smiled and said: "Baby, it's rare that you want to draw a picture for me. How could I disagree? Come on, just watch me draw and make me look more handsome."
An Ruo closed the sketchbook and said calmly: "I don't want to draw anymore."[
"You said you wanted to draw it for me."
"It was you who refused!"
Tang Yuchen raised his eyebrows evilly: "When did I refuse?"
"...Then I don't want to draw, okay?" She was no longer in the mood to draw for him, and the idea just came to her suddenly.
She just thought about drawing a picture for him. If he was in a better mood, she would take the opportunity to intercede for Yun Feixue.
But he saw that she had a purpose, so there was no need for her to draw it and give it to him for free.
The man suppressed the smile on his lips and said coldly: "Are you kidding me?"
This moody, stinky man changed his face so quickly.
An Ruo looked directly into his eyes and said fearlessly: "I didn't play tricks on you. I said I would paint it for you, but you questioned my motives, so I don't plan to paint it for you anymore."
Tang Yuchen's expression changed again, and he gave her a doting smile: "Baby, it's all my fault. I shouldn't question you. You see, I've already apologized, so just paint it for me."
An Ruo knew that if she continued to reject him forcefully, he would definitely become angry.
