C1004 Body Weakness

The lights in the living room were dimmed and had an orange hue. At first glance, it looked somewhat warm.

Yan Su sat under the lamp with a brush in his hand, gently drawing on the drawing board. There was a cup of coffee on the table, steaming. Hearing her footsteps, he raised his head. On his nose was a pair of black-rimmed glasses, concealing his usual indifference.

He took off his glasses