Mu Qingmei: "???"
What the heck?
Mu Qingmei studied Mo Si Huang for quite a while, that androgynous handsome face showing a teasing smile: "Emperor Mo, have you suddenly realized my beauty? You're pursuing me, aren't you?"
Mu Qingmei, such a cool girl, has many admirers. There are countless men chasing her in An City, even some girls have confessed to her.
"Yes."
The ribbon on the scroll in Mo Si Huang's left hand was pulled open, and the scroll unfurled instantly, revealing a beautiful ink painting, "For you."
Mu Qingmei glanced and immediately recognized the person in the painting as herself, suddenly surprised by the artist's signature: "Painting God? Emperor Mo must be the legendary genius painter from Hua Country's art world, right?"
Mo Si Huang neither confirmed nor denied.
Mu Qingmei stroked her chin, circling around Mo Si Huang, jokingly: "Emperor Mo, have you suddenly discovered my shining points? I almost thought you were pursuing me with an agenda."
