nstantly flashed in his hand, shimmering like a brilliant meteor under the sunlight, radiant and colorful!Xia Guanghe's eyes narrowed, and his heart trembled, "This is..."Ye Fan's hand trembled, a gol...In the guard room of Qingshan Women's Prisonhorse-riding painting in his mind. After taking a deep breath, the large brush danced freely in his hand. Then, Ye Fan suddenly inserted the tip of the brush into the inkstone, turning it rudely, and...