C712 Drawing

Xia Ying smirked. "I have never cried every time Captain Chen made my things worthless. Now, you want me to cry?"

"She turned around and gave the order." Brother Long, go bring the tables and chairs, brush, ink, and paper. Sister Fu, Little Seven, prepare some pigments. "

"Alright!"

The group of children immediately agreed.

Xia Ying then said to Yan Shaohan