Ptui

"Do you really feel it?" Xie Xian asked softly. His stoic face finally cracked.

To be precise, it was wretched.

Xiao Baoxin expressed that he really didn't want to use this word to describe the glorious Xie Xian. This word should not be fated with him in this lifetime!

Xiao Baoxin secretly glanced at it. He didn't know what was inside, but he knew that this person was narrow-minded. He would definitely not let her feel that kind of small picture album drawn by others.

However, that feeling…

Xie Xian didn't have that kind of innate skill to be able to tell what Xiao Baoxin was thinking. He simply flipped open the picture album himself. Inside was an entire page of blackened paper covered in ink.

One page, two pages, six or seven pages in a row, and finally, a portrait of her appeared.

Only his eyes were blurry and drifting.

She didn't even need to use other images to recognize him.