Xue Xiangtong rattled off a lot at once, thinking Firebird might become furious and lose his temper.
Who knew he would just nonchalantly reply, "I'm a fan of Mrs. Gu, is that not allowed?"
Xue Xiangtong: "..."
She almost fled in panic.
He said he was Han Han's fan, which is also correct.
...
Tianqin Residence.
When Gu Xiaozhan returned, Mu Anhan was painting.
He stood at the doorway, the backlight falling on him, highlighting his tall and upright silhouette.
Mu Anhan glanced at the man at the door and sketched his essence with a few strokes.
"Look, does it resemble?" She waved him over.
Gu Xiaozhan walked over, looking at the sketch she had just drawn, "Very much so. What brought on the sudden urge to paint?"
"I can't help it, I can't go out." Mu Anhan pouted.
Gu Xiaozhan reached out and hugged her, "Han Han, it's not safe recently, be good!"
Mu Anhan looked up at him, "Have you eaten? Are you tired?"
