This damn...
It's not very likely.
On the painting, Bo Jinkun's long, slender fingers were so pleasing to the eye, resting next to her on the paper.
The strange feeling was hard to suppress.
At this moment Bo Jinkun's gaze was also fixed on it.
"Miss Lin, Emperor Bo, do you two have any objections?" the artist smiled at them.
"No objections, no objections," Lin Yunxuan said. "Your painting skills are amazing."
Bo Jinkun also looked at the artist, indicating he was fine with it.
The painting was quickly collected. Lin Yunxuan sat there, momentarily at a loss for words in front of Bo Jinkun, simply lowering her head to drink.
Bo Jinkun glanced at her. The expensive ring on his fingertip rubbed lightly, but no one knew what he was thinking.
"Uh... would you like a drink?" she asked.
Bo Jinkun: "..."
Emperor Zheng and Wu Qianding's paintings were quickly finished as well. Wu Qianqing was about to put hers away but was preempted by Zheng Shaosu. "I'll keep it."
