Bamboo horse and the sky fell HE

Correct.

Wen Yu asked word by word: "Are you crazy?"

"No." Fu Yuhan looked at him and pulled his arm back, "It's my own business to lose love, and Yang Fan didn't do anything wrong."

"..." Wen Yu pulled his lower lip and nodded, "...OK."

I don't know if he was speechless or what, Wen Yu always followed behind Fu Yuhan without expressing any opinions.

There is no special sketch paper for sale in the mall, but Fu Yuhan originally only planned to buy some decent white paper.

In fact, serious sketch paper has a rough surface, which is easy to smear with pencil and charcoal for shadowing, but it is not suitable for gift giving.Fu Yuhan looked around, picked out a blank notebook and a black oil-based pen, and then prepared to go downstairs to the hotel.

When he left the mall, his expression had returned to normal.

Wen Yu thought he was fine.

However, when they got on the elevator of the hotel and walked to the door of the box with the closed door, Fu Yuhan suddenly took a breath, turned his head, and said with a trembling voice, "Do I look normal?"

"..." Wen Yu glanced at him and said softly, "You're still normal if you don't tremble."

"Okay." Fu Yuhan nodded, and opened the door of the box.