Yan Ye held back.
Because Lian Xinying had woken up.
After waking up, Lian Xinying saw the father and son standing in front of her, rubbed her eyes in confusion, and then spoke hoarsely, "I dreamt of loads of bugs crawling on me..." She reached out to touch her stomach as she said this.
She then realized that her belly was exposed.
She immediately broke out in a cold sweat.
"Mom, I'm teaching my little sister how to draw!" Xiaocheng said to Lian Xinying with a sweet smile.
After Yan Ye helped Lian Xinying up, she saw the masterpiece that Xiaocheng had created on her belly.
Ever since they had their son, Lian Xinying's temper and patience had improved greatly.
Lian Xinying paused for a moment, then got off the couch.
She wanted to go wash it off to see if it was removable.
"Yingying, lie down," said Yan Ye, noting Lian Xinying's confused state, aware that she might still be groggy.
Lian Xinying obediently lay down as Yan Ye suggested.
