章節 45: The Clothes Fell Off

Song Fengwan sized up the man sitting not far away from her and used a charcoal pencil to draw an outline according to his proportions on the drawing paper.

Fu Chen didn't do anything else and just stared at her, making her feel distraught.

She quickly sketched on the drawing paper. She knew very well that at her level, she wouldn't be able to finish drawing in just one night. All she could do was remember all the details on his face as much as possible…

… including all the lines and the gloss of his skin. Every inch of it…

… had to be deeply imprinted in her mind.

She didn't want to have to trouble him every day.

After more than an hour of drawing, she put the pencil away reluctantly. "Third Master, this is about it for today. I'm really sorry for troubling you."

"Are you going to bed?" Fu Chen hadn't talked for a long period of time, so his voice was a little hoarse, and it sounded even lower in the empty room.