Thinking of the two little ones, her determination to resist the BO System gradually faded, and a knowing smile spread across her face.
Stepping forward, Iman soon returned to the cliff of Immortal Mountain. He hid in the shadows and secretly observed for a while, noticing that Feng Luo was seriously drawing, while Feng Wu was playing with the mud on the ground. It was really...
He shook his head silently. After stepping out, he looked at the chubby egg on the sketchbook. Iman sincerely praised Feng Luo, and, pretending to be angry when looking at Feng Wu, said, "Little Wu, didn't your sister tell you to learn drawing? Why aren't you concentrating?"
"I'm already finished!"
Iman was taken aback, looking down to see that Feng Wu had already drawn a perfectly round egg, with even more charm compared to Feng Luo's drawing.
