Jiang Shanhe didn't bother Xiaoguo, and waited for her to read it before she said, "Since you sent me the painting of Zhuang Zhuang apprenticeship, I have been serious about learning to paint. Well, it looks like that."

There was a very obvious little pride in his tone.

Xiaoguo was a little embarrassed to hear him mention her hand-painted 'masterpiece'. Comparing her own with Jiang Danhe's, it was a bit far-fetched to say that it was a draft.

The other party looked like he was asking for praise, looking at Xiaoguo

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