Diet In the Modern World (1)

With nothing to do, Bai Qingqing went to the attic to draw.

The autumn day's weather was neither hot nor cold, and it was even more cool at a greater height. The spotted sunlight scattered in through the gaps in the leaves, then leaped onto the drawing paper with the wind.

Bai Qingqing had just completed a quick sketch of the district and was about to stretch a little when she saw Curtis's car coming back.

"How was the test?" After he had parked the car, Bai Qingqing stood hugging a tree branch while probing her head out to look down at him.

Curtis smiled at his mate. Too lazy to take the stairs, he just climbed the tree directly to the top.

"Why don't you make a guess?" Curtis smiled and asked, naturally wrapping his arms around his mate's waist.

Bai Qingqing rolled her eyes. "I was just asking in passing. How could I possibly doubt your abilities?"