Holding hands so casually like this, would Yan Qing think she was being too casual? Uh… [Overthinking…]
An Xi didn’t think about it for too long because Yan Qing quickly returned.
After putting down the water bucket, he stood behind An Xi and looked for a while, nodding, “Mm, much better than before. Adding a butterfly here would make it even better.”
“Mm-hmm…” An Xi nodded like a pecking chick, then realized the atmosphere seemed quite good. Maybe she should… play dead?
An Xi: “Department Head…”
Yan Qing: “Hmm?”
An Xi: “I can’t draw butterflies. Could you teach me?”
Yes, exactly! An Xi cheered internally. Next, Senior Yan Qing would definitely teach her to draw butterflies hand-in-hand! Hand-in-hand!
Finally, she would gently lean against his chest and listen to his heartbeat… Simply perfect!
“An Xi.”
“Yes?” Stars sparkling in her eyes.
“Aren’t you from the animation major?”
“…”
Oh no… how could she forget…
An Xi struggled to answer: “I… haven’t drawn for a long time… I’ve forgotten…”
“Is that so.”
Yan Qing’s tone was somewhat meaningful. He picked up a pen from the water bucket, stood behind An Xi, dipped it in her palette, and with just a few strokes, a butterfly appeared on the poster.
An Xi shamelessly stared at Yan Qing’s beautiful hand, her mind full of thoughts like “his arms are so long, his hand is so nice”…
“An Xi?”
“…Yes! Thank you, Department Head.”
An Xi had to take the pen and continue painting.
The remaining part wasn’t much and was quickly completed.
At that moment, An Xi was stunned for a few seconds, and then wanted to turn around and see what expression Yan Qing would have after saying such words. However, in those few seconds, Yan Qing had already disappeared behind her, as if what just happened was merely an illusion.
“An Xi, what… are you drawing?”
The classmate next to her poked her, looking speechless, as An Xi was surrounded by pink bubbles.
“Hm?” What was she drawing? Of course, it was David’s statue…
An Xi was about to answer this way, but when she saw that David’s face had inexplicably been drawn with Yan Qing’s face, she was suddenly at a loss for words…
“Ah haha… my hand just slipped… yes, just slipped…”
