Tongtong held her face and said, "Wow, so handsome..."
Yousheng: "..."
He frowned, looking displeased, feeling a bit irritated as he watched the boy practicing calligraphy. No matter how he looked at him, he couldn't help but find him an eyesore.
What's so handsome about him? He looks like a complete sissy, as if he was a woman, so skinny that a level 2 wind could blow him away.
What's so handsome about someone like that?
Yousheng gritted his teeth and turned Tongtong's face back to him: "Come, brother will write a couple for you."
Tongtong looked at him in surprise, "Yousheng, you can do it too?"
Yousheng with an easy smile: "Of course I can, what's the big deal? It's very simple."
Tongtong excitedly urged, "Then hurry up and write for me to see."
Yousheng licked his lips and randomly wrote a... Tong on the rice paper.
Tongtong looked at the black smudge on the paper, mouth agape, not knowing what to say.
