The Attitude of an Artist

No!

He still had his head down!

Lu Fei'er's nerves tensed up when she saw an extremely strange scene!

Young Master Ling still had his head down, looking at his phone.

But at the same time, he also raised his head and looked at her.

He was playing with his phone with his head down!

And when he raised his head, he looked at her coldly.

The two of him suddenly existed at the same time.

It was as if the two timelines of him overlapped at this moment.

When he raised his head, the expression on his face was extremely arrogant.

He was like a king sitting on a chariot.

He was also like a divine lord lying high in the clouds.

As he stared at Lu Fei'er, he revealed a smile with an unknown meaning.

This smile made her hair stand on end. She trembled in fear, but she couldn't help but feel close to him.

It was like...

Some kind of encouragement!

Yes!

It was an encouragement!