Troubled by her own conundrum and the cost of nosebleeds, the girl solved it.
After the final stroke, Alii set down the brush, dipped her fingers into the cup to wet them with water, and gently sprinkled it evenly on the drawing paper, making the ink diffuse further and revealing a clearer picture.
Complete.
The girl turned around to look at the boy.
"Alii, you really are a genius."
The girl heard the praise, and her eyes seemed to lightly curve in response.
Then, she stood up, reached out her hand, and wrapped it around the boy's neck.
Li Zhiyuan felt it necessary to find a more suitable way to act spoiled in front of Alii next time, or to secretly tell Grandmaster to change his way of responding.
Otherwise, every time it would spoil the mood like this.
But for now, he could only gently pat the girl's head and say:
"Alii, whatever you want I'll buy for you, I have money, plenty of it."
The ritual was complete.
Content, Alii let go of her hold and returned to her seat.
