"Don't overthink it," Li Xingwan said with a hot face, immediately telling him, "There's only a tiny bit left."
After she spoke, she quickly finished drawing that tiny last bit of a little heart.
Really, the figure that didn't feel apparent last night was now very clear to her.
"Alright, now we invite Mr. Fu to guess what it is," said the director of the show. "I believe this time Mr. Fu will be able to guess correctly."
Fu Chengzhou calmed his breathing. It wasn't that his composure wasn't strong enough. It was that Li Xingwan's fingers were just too soft.
They disrupted his thoughts.
"Three small hearts," Fu Chengzhou answered and drew them on the sketchpad, identical to what Li Xingwan had drawn on his abdomen.
"Correct! Yes, it's three small hearts!" exclaimed the director of the show while warmly congratulating them. "Congratulations to the Li Xingwan family of three for getting the answer right."
