Ya Shitian's hand paused briefly, his eyes darkened.
"I didn't see anything."
He regretted not seeing her belly grow day by day.
Ye Anqi laughed, "Want to see?"
"What?"
She looked up and smiled, "I've been taking pictures every day, want to see?"
Ya Shitian curled his lips, "Of course, show me later."
"Okay!" Ye Anqi smiled brightly.
Ya Shitian quickly helped her finish bathing, wrapped her in a bathrobe, and carried her out.
He placed her on the bed, took a hairdryer, and began drying her hair.
Ye Anqi comfortably enjoyed his service, feeling that every moment with him was delightful.
Once finished, she took the hairdryer, "Let me dry yours."
"I'll do it myself."
"I'll do it." Ye Anqi insisted stubbornly.
Ya Shitian had no choice but to accept with a smile.
Ya Shitian's hair was coarse and stiff; it styled easily with a blow.
Ye Anqi laughed, "I hope Hulu's hair is as good as yours."
"Hulu?"
Ye Anqi giggled, "It's the nickname I gave the baby."
