Her voice trembled slightly, and she sounded very nervous.

Liang Zhirou wasn't even as nervous as she is now at comic conventions.

How long?

“From the day you saw me draw a pig’s head.”

Chen Lu snapped out of his daze and tried to recall the events.

That's been a long time...

Over such a long period of time, I don't know how many times this simpleton redraws it before finally settling on this final version.

"I love it so much." Chen Lu wanted to appear a little more composed, but he couldn't suppress the smile that was on his face.

Hearing this, Liang Zhirou became much more confident and playfully raised her chin, saying, "This is a special gift I prepared for my number one fan."

"I am so grateful."

Chen Lu examined the painting in his hand repeatedly, liking it more and more no matter how he looked at it.

The girl giggled twice, then cupped his face and asked, "Are all the girls at the anime convention really pretty?"

? ? ! !

Chen Lu looked astonished, and the smile on his face instantly froze.

It really happened in that instant.

When did this idiot start asking such a dangerous question?

"They're alright, but even combined, they're not as pretty as my girlfriend," Chen Lu said seriously.

Liang Zhirou puffed out her cheeks and gently poked his forehead with her fingers. "Miaomiao is right, all boys are the same."

"How come it looks different now?"

"Your eyes are always wandering," the girl said, then gave a soft snort, "always glancing at people's legs in socks..."

Chen Lu quickly raised his hands and said calmly, "I am innocent, and I want to appeal."

This silly guy occupies the space next to him most of the time, so how come I can see where his eyes are looking?

Besides, he was working as a customer service representative for Liang Zhirou. When someone came up to him with a question, he would definitely have to see who it was, and his eyes would form their own thoughts. He couldn't control them at first glance.

He swore he didn't go to see it on his own initiative.

Before he could explain further, Liang Zhirou headbutted him onto the soft sofa.

The girl gave him a fierce look but didn't say anything before turning around and going back to her room.

Then the door slammed shut.

Are you angry?

Chen Lu quickly stood up, wanting to chase after her and coax her, but then he thought that his answer was actually okay, and Liang Zhirou wasn't the type to throw tantrums like that.

Wait a minute...

Suddenly, another possibility came to mind, and he immediately became energetic.

Could it be?!