Zhao Yiming was flabbergasted.
His mouth opened, closed, then opened again like a confused goldfish. He slowly leaned toward Su Meilin and whispered behind the back of his hand, "Is she always like that? Drawing people around her?"
"Might be?" Su Meilin answered with a hesitant shrug. "She asked to draw me too one day…"
Then her brows furrowed. "Wait. I know that look. You're enjoying this, aren't you, you damn playboy."
He chuckled awkwardly. "But you approve it, right? Besides… I brought you a lot of presents in my apartment. Come over later."
His voice turned more flirtatious with the last sentence—and it worked. Her expression softened, a faint blush rising on her cheeks.
Thanks to his [Peacemaker of Harem] perk, her mood shifted like butter on a hot pan. Her earlier jealousy melted away.
She tucked her hair behind her ear, pretending not to be swayed, but then leaned closer.
