“……” Yi Haiyin sees her surprised appearance, goes forward, and is ready to put away the painting on the table, but Yan Ling takes the sketch faster than him.

"You secretly drew me while I was asleep? Why do you have to paint me drooling Yan Ling nervously stretched out his hand and touched the corner of his mouth.

Touch a wet, pretty face a embarrassed, stuttering speechless.

She's really drooling

What a shame!

"I don't care. This painting can't be left." As soon as Yan Ling loses her mobile phone, she can't take care of answering the phone, so she takes two steps back with the portrait to avoid Yi Haiyin's hand.

She wanted to burn it, pretending that nothing had happened, and resolutely could not keep such a humiliating portrait. What if she let others see it?

It's not known all over the world that she drools when she sleeps

Yi Haiyin is so bad. She is so beautiful. What's wrong with his painting? She has to draw her saliva.

Asshole!

"Ling'er is beautiful, and drooling is beautiful." Yi Haiyin frowned, thin lips slightly moved, word by word.

"I won't listen!" Yan Ling's face is even more embarrassed. He wants to dig a hole to bury himself.

He cheated ghosts. What's drooling beautiful? He thought she was a three-year-old, so easy to cheat?

"Ling'er, you are drooling at me again." Yi Haiyin suddenly opens his lips, and his eyes fall on the corner of Yan Ling's mouth. Yan Ling's nerve is cold, and he raises his hand to touch his mouth.

Just want to scold Yi Haiyin is a liar, found in the hands of the painting, he robbed.

“……”

He's so smart now? She's still making a fuss about her

"Yi Haiyin, you don't have to go to work in the company. Your IQ is used to deal with me, isn't it?" Yan Ling sits on the chair and says indignantly.

I didn't go up there and grab the painting from him.

There is such a great disparity in their physical strength that she would be surprised if she could beat him.

"Ling Er is not angry, angry baby will not be beautiful." Yi Haiyin saw that she was not happy, and handed the sketch back to her, "let ling'er tear it, anyway, I still have it."

“…… What else do you have Yan Ling stares at the sketch in front of him.

How much did he secretly paint her drooling?

No, she had to find out where he had his paintings and destroy them all!

Yan Ling grabbed the paper and began to find it in the huge study, from bookshelves to boxes Yi Haiyin's study is bigger than his bedroom. After looking for half of it, Yan Ling is too tired to move on the bookshelf.

"Yi Haiyin, I'm so tired. Would you take out the painting and burn it for me? So ugly, why do you want to draw it down? I'm kind-hearted and I'm full of it. If the baby is not happy, it won't be beautiful. Wan Yisheng is an ugly daughter.... "

"Not ugly." Yi Haiyin interrupts her and walks up to her.

Wearing only a white sweater, he is still so handsome and straight, and there is no sign of language disorder or autism.

He stood in front of Yan Ling and opened his lips firmly.

"Our daughter is not ugly."

"What if it was a son..." Yan Linggang opened his mouth and felt a chill on his back. He was shaking all over. He looked up weakly at the man in front of him.

Sure enough, see Yi Haiyin's face has sunk down, thin lips tightly pursed, glass like pupil, flashing light, staring at her for a moment.

"It can't be a son. I want a daughter."

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