C1632 Tutelage Qu Jinghong

Aren't these words too hurtful …

Qu Jinghong's face slightly sunk.

Unfortunately, she felt embarrassed to be angry at Rann Changge.

He could only mutter in protest, "Lady, I learned it from Master for a year or two. You can at least tell that I drew a house, right?"

Rann Changge stared at it for a long time before shaking her head decisively. "No."

Other than a messy pile of lines