I had been used to the porridge for a long time, so I repeated it to Zheng Yu after hearing it.

Zheng Yu felt strange, and Zuo Zhu explained: "My senior brother is a little shy, especially when talking to people he doesn't know."

Ning Xian also smiled shyly at them.

Zheng Yu understood.

It's just social fear.

clear.

Ning Xian didn't talk much, but when he talked about painting, he kept talking.

It’s just that they are all about the porridge and porridge, but they need to repost the porridge to others.

To look at the game screen, he had some inspiration, took out the paper and started drawing.

His technique was extremely fast, and within a few strokes, the image of a knight was outlined under his pen.

Although it is still just a line draft, you can already feel the pleasure in it.

Zheng Yu's eyes lit up. Brother Zhuo Zhuo is OK!

Zhu Zheng looked at him and happily pinched his fat waist.

What if she doesn’t know how to draw, her senior brother will do it!
Chapter completed!