City G.

Yijia Villa.

In the study, there was only a slight rustling noise.

In front of the desk, a handsome figure stood in front, holding a pencil in his hand, moving fast on the white paper, the rustling sound just came from his pen.

Yi Haiyin's tall and straight body is loose, maintaining the same posture for a long time without feeling tired, but the movements on his hands are getting faster and faster. In the blink of an eye, a sketch of a character is on paper.

Qianli's figure is lively, just a quiet and sleepy appearance, exceptionally clean and transparent...If you ignore the drool that is about to drip from the corner of her mouth.

When the sketch was finished, Yi Haiyin put down the pencil, raised his head, and looked at the person still sleeping on the tatami.

Yan Ling hasn't been pregnant for two months, and his belly hasn't grown up yet. She doesn't feel a trace of pregnancy at all, but people are always sleepy looking for a place to sleep.

I sleep almost half of the day.

When she is asleep, what Yi Haiyin likes to do most is to paint her.

All kinds of her.

Lying on the bed.

Curled up on the sofa.

Lying on the table.

...

As long as she was asleep, he liked it.

"Hmm..." As if noticing that someone was looking at him, Yan Ling murmured softly and opened his eyes in a daze.

Seeing the man standing in front of her clearly, he stretched out his hand instinctively.

Upon seeing this, Yi Haiyin was accustomed to stepping forward and picked her up.

"Awake, are you hungry?" Yi Haiyin asked in a pampered tone as he tidied her messy hair with big hands.

"I'm hungry, but I don't want to eat, and I still have to vomit after eating." Yan Ling muttered, and the whole person grieved into Yi Haiyin's arms.

"Yi Haiyin, why did you say that when Xiao Yueyue was pregnant, nothing happened? Once I became pregnant, I vomited every day?"

She vomited so much that she had nothing to love.

Now even drinking a sip of water, I can't help but feel nauseous, and I can't wait for a hunger strike.

Mrs. Yi almost never gave her up. She served delicious food and drink every day, but she could only watch what she was eating and vomiting. She was getting thinner and thinner. She was so anxious that she had to take care of her every day. Yi Haiyin scolded it again.

Later, Yi Haiyin was directly ordered to stop taking care of the company's affairs and take care of her wholeheartedly.

Yi Haiyin was so happy that he almost went around in circles. Poor Mr. Yi, had a black face on the spot, and held Mrs. Yi to protest. In the end, the protest was invalid and was packaged to the company to work overtime for his son.

Thinking of this, Yan Ling couldn't help laughing.

"Yi Haiyin, do you think your father hates us?"

"No." Yi Haiyin knew what she was referring to and opened her lips confidently.

"Why not?" Yan Ling was startled.

"My mom likes it, he dare not hate it." Yi Haiyin added slowly.

Yan Ling: "..."

Okay, she understands, she is fate.

The men of the Yi family spoil their wives, they are the masters with no bottom line...

"Buzz..."

The phone on the table rang suddenly.

"I'm here to pick me up, Xiao Yueyue must have called me at this time!" Yan Ling reacted quickly and rushed forward, ready to answer the phone.

As a result, as soon as I picked up the phone, I caught a glimpse of Yi Haiyin's sketch before he could put it away, and his body became stiff.

The next second-

"Yi Haiyin, you secretly painted my drooling look!"