An hour later, Ye Huang finished his meeting and naturally went to check on Bai Xiao in the bedroom.
Bai Xiao was still drawing, the brush making rustling sounds as it moved on the paper.
"What are you drawing?" Ye Huang walked over and asked.
Bai Xiao startled, quickly closed the notebook, "I'm designing!"
"Clothes for Grandma?"
"Yours."
Bai Xiao blinked her eyes. Seeing Ye Huang, she thought of the row of embroidered underpants in the album and wanted to laugh again... She mustn't laugh! She had to hold it in!
"Mine?" Ye Huang asked delightfully, his eyebrows lifting.
"Yes, yours. But you can't look at them now." Bai Xiao guarded the notebook, "You also have to promise me not to peek, otherwise I won't design clothes for you anymore."
"Okay," Ye Huang readily agreed.
He'd waited for her for so many years, so he certainly had the patience to wait for a few more sets of clothes.
"Are you tired? Come downstairs and play."
"Sure!"
