Even Nan jiateng had to admit that Cha Qing Luo's painting skills were really amazing.
Even if it was just a sketch, it was very well drawn.
His eyes flashed with admiration.
However, when he saw the pen beside Cha Qing Luo, he asked in a low voice,""Why didn't you use the brush I gave you?"
Cha Qing Luo suddenly heard a voice and looked up. When she saw it was Nan jiateng, her eyes flashed.
Especially when he stood beside her, the light from the window shining on him was very moving, making people feel a sense of enchantment.
Cha Qing Luo's eyes lit up when she came back to her senses."Why are you here?"
"Let me take a look."
Cha Qing Luo also realized what Nan jiateng had just said, and she explained,""You gave me a paintbrush. Of course I can't bear to use it. I have to put it away."
Nan jiateng's eyes flickered, and he thought to himself that he would buy her a few more sets of brushes later.
