Chapter 209 Can I have it?

Starry blinked, and those curly eyelashes fluttered along. "Isn't it nice?" "It's okay." Filip collected the line of sight, cold eyebrows without half of the embarrassment of being caught in the bag. Starry frowned slightly, a little less convinced by this statement of his: "Do you not like to see it?" Filip leaned over and picked up the cup on the coffee table and took a sip of water, "Can't talk about liking it or disliking it." When he said that, Starry understood: "Forget it, you have to go to work tomorrow, let's rest." Filip didn't agree, "Don't you usually like to draw?" "Hmm." Starry answered and finished her water, she got up to go back to her room. Just two steps away, I heard the low voice of the man behind me: "Not painting me?" Starry looked back at him, just in time to see the corners of his lips curled up, already a few smiles inside the cold black eyes. "I haven't done any modeling." Mao Sui has proposed himself to this point, Star