"..." Yi Haiyin saw her astonished, stepped forward, and was about to put away the drawing on the table, but Yan Ling took the sketch into his hand faster than him.

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

She felt moist, her pretty face was embarrassed, and she stammered speechless.

She was really drooling...

What a shame!

"I don't care, this painting can't be kept." Yan Ling lost his mobile phone and ignored Yi Haiyin's hand.

She was going to burn it, pretending that nothing happened, and she must not keep such a shameful portrait. What if she let others see it?

It’s not that the whole world knows that she likes to drool when she sleeps...

Yi Haiyin is too bad, she is obviously so beautiful, what he painted is not good, he must even paint her saliva.

Bastard!

"Ling'er is beautiful, and her drooling is also beautiful." Yi Haiyin frowned, his thin lips moved slightly, and he paused.

"I don't listen!" Yan Ling's expression became even more embarrassed, and she wished to dig a hole to bury herself.

He lied, what is drooling and beautiful? He thought she was a three-year-old child, so cheating?

"Ling'er, you are drooling at me again." Yi Haiyin opened his lips suddenly, and his eyes fell on the corner of Yan Ling's mouth. Yan Ling's nerves froze, and he raised his hand to touch the corner of his mouth.

As soon as he was about to call Yi Haiyin a liar, he found the painting in his hand and was snatched by him.

"..."

Is he so smart now? Actually screamed at her...

"Yi Haiyin, you don't need to go to work at the company, your IQ is used to deal with me, right?" Yan Ling sat down on the chair and said angrily.

Did not go up to grab a picture with him.

Their stamina is so great that it would be strange if she could rob him.

"Ling'er is not angry, the angry baby will not be pretty." Seeing that she was upset, Yi Haiyin handed the sketch back to her, "Let Ling'er tear it, anyway, I still have it."

"...You still have?" Yan Ling's eyes widened, staring at the sketch in front of him.

How much did he secretly draw her drooling appearance?

No, she has to find the place where he hides the painting and destroy all the corpses!

Yan Ling grabbed the drawing paper and began to look for it in the huge study, from the bookshelf to the box... Yi Haiyin's study was bigger than his bedroom, Yan Ling was only half looking for it, and he was too tired to lean against the bookshelf. Not anymore.

"Yi Haiyin, I'm so tired, can you take out the painting and burn it for me? It's so ugly, why did you paint it? I'm so heartbroken, I'm so heartbroken, the baby is unhappy, the baby is unhappy , She won’t be pretty, if she is an ugly daughter..."

"Not ugly." Yi Haiyin interrupted her and walked to her.

Wearing only a white sweater, he is still so handsome and tall, and he can't see any language barrier and autism tendencies.

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

"Our daughter will not be ugly."

"What if it's a son..." Yan Linggang said, only feeling a chill on his back, shaking his whole body, weakly raising his head to look at the man in front of him.

Sure enough, I saw Yi Haiyin's face sank, her thin lips pressed tightly, her glazed pupils flashing with dim light, staring at her without turning.

"Can't be a son, I want a daughter."