An Zixi put aside her gaze. She seemed to see traces of gentleness in Lin Qiyuan's eyes. The gentleness in her eyes caused her heart to palpitate.

Don't think, don't think! An Zixi silently comforted himself in his heart.

On the painting, An Zixi was frowning and drawing seriously. Every action, every smile, and every move touched Lin Qiyuan's heart. Indeed, Lin Qiyuan's painting was very good, and this was unquestionable. An Zixi himself couldn't believe that his ...