When Qin Yuji finished her shower and came out, she saw Chi Jingxuan holding a pencil, drawing something on the paper in his hand.
Without even bothering to dry her hair, Qin Yuji approached with a curious face, "Chi Jingxuan, can you draw?"
On the sketchpad, there was an emerging drawing of a family of three.
The cartoonish style meant, although she knew the three people represented their family, by looks alone, she couldn't see any resemblance to them at all.
In the drawing, the father had a tall figure, holding a balloon in one hand and led a little tyke with the other.
The mother smiled tenderly with her long hair draped over her shoulders, dressed in a knee-length floral dress; like the father, she held the child's hand in one and an ice cream in the other.
Walking in the middle, the child held by both parents positively beamed like the sun above his head, his eyes curving into a smile, indescribably adorable.
A playful smile on Qin Yuji's face couldn't help but soften.
