Su Ji and Si Jingbin looked at him expectantly at the same time.
Bian Tong's back was completely drenched.
Su Ji was extremely patient. "Mr. Luo, take your time. We are not in a hurry."
Si Jingbin said, "draw slowly! There's no hurry!"
Seeing that he could not avoid it, Bian Tong had no choice but to do it.
…
…
He drew a silver crown. Su Ji pursed her lips.
It was indeed the crown of a prince from the great Shang. Bian Tong was really something.
After the silhouette was drawn, Bian Tong drew his features..
Deep eyes, high nose bridge, and thin lips.
Su Ji studied every part very carefully, but when all the facial features were combined together…
Su Ji frowned.
Even Si Jingbin could see it.
"You're drawing the handsome Mr. Pei Huai!"
Su Ji cast a questioning look at Bian Tong. "Do you really know what Prince Huai looked like?"
