章 1734: So, He's Still Alive!

Xiao Ying was drawing a man.

Long eyebrows, deep eyes, high nose bridge, scarlet lips, and a cold face… Who else could it be but Long Ming?

Her drawing skills were not very good, but the Long Ming she drew was extremely lifelike and realistic.

It was enough to see that Long Ming had left a deep impression in her mind.

The man looked at the drawing on the drawing board, his gaze changing several times. Suddenly, he took a step forward and tore the drawing off the drawing board, ripping it into pieces.

Xiao Ying looked at the painting she had painstakingly drawn for the past few hours and was stunned for a moment as he tore it apart.

Tears quickly gathered in her eyes. She squatted down and hugged her knees, her shoulders shaking nonstop.