C173 She Is Not a Little White Rabbit
Was he praising her for being smart, or was he mocking her for having such a small chest?
Xia Ying wanted to ask, but since Mo Yu was reading the script again with a serious look on his face, she decided not to disturb him.
"Xia Ying, I've finished reading the painting that you gave me yesterday!" Mo Yu passed a pair of drawings to her, "The comments are in there. Look through them yourself