"You go take a shower first." Lian Xinying spoke up first.
Yan Ye was stunned for a moment: "Oh, I'll take a shower, and then you'll draw me?"
Yan Ye thought the drawing would happen now.
Lian Xinying nodded: "Of course."
Yan Ye nodded, indicating he understood.
Although no one had drawn a portrait of him before, Yan Ye had seen others do it.
After Yan Ye went to the bathroom, Lian Xinying ran to the guest room to shower.
When Yan Ye finished his shower and came out, Lian Xinying was wearing a white nightgown, and the easel was already set up by the bed.
Yan Ye marveled at her efficiency.
"Yingying, did you shower?"
"Yep!" Lian Xinying said lightly.
Her tone was so casual that Yan Ye was quite taken aback.
He tugged at his ear, wondering if he'd heard wrong.
However, Lian Xinying's smile was genuine.
"I want to draw something intense, you don't mind, right?" Lian Xinying blinked her innocent big eyes.
Yan Ye's face flushed red.
