"Lan Zhan! Hands on your own paper." He pouts but his scolding is more playful then mean. He sets the paper aside as he considers it complete and picks up another one.

He taps the end of the brush against his lips as he considers his next masterpiece. Then he remembers something and begins to draw again. He hasn't ever drawn a monkey before but he is going to try now.

Selecting a brown paint, he sketches out the little creature.

His body moves a little as he listens to Lan Wangji hum that tune.