"You mean this?"
Lu Zhou took out his pen and placed it in front of him.
Chu Sihan's eyes lit up and he nodded. "Yes!"
Lu Zhou spun the pen around and raised his chin. "This pen is called a fountain pen. I've made it myself. This is the only one available."
Lu Sheng rolled her eyes at the sky, but she could not bear to expose his lie.
"You made it yourself?"
Chu Sihan had never admired anyone easily, but at this moment, he admired Lu Zhou.
"Can I take a look?"
Lu Zhou nodded generously. "Go ahead. Be careful not to break it."
Chu Sihan received it carefully.
After observing for a while, he said sincerely, "How did you think of creating such a thing and pouring ink into it?"
This Third Prince was truly a godly person!
Lu Zhou cleared his throat guiltily and said, "I was inspired, so I built it myself."
"Master, can you be more shameless?"
