Seeing Cui Hao sit down, Xue Yang had a flash of inspiration. "Don't move, and don't talk."
"What's up?" Cui Hao asked, confused.
Xue Yang made a shushing gesture at him.
Cui Hao instantly fell silent and sat upright.
Lately, Xue Yang had been acting a little fanatical. He was used to it by now.
Cui Hao sat quietly, his eyes drifting toward Xue Yang. "So you wanted to draw me, huh? You should've just said so. With a handsome face like mine, all the girls love me. It's only natural you'd want to draw me."
"..."
Xue Yang ignored him and continued to draw.
"Hey? Why does your drawing look a bit odd?"
"It's a game character I designed. I was stuck on who to use as a model, and then you walked in," Xue Yang explained briefly.
"Whoa, are you kidding me? If you're going to use my face for a game character, at least design a handsome one! What's with this guy carrying two iron plates? No way, you have to change it."
