Perhaps it was because she had been watching Shen Mosheng's childhood videos before bed, but that night, Han Yingying dreamed all night long.
In her dream, a rosy-cheeked baby with glistening black eyes wagged its little lotus-root arms and legs at her, calling her "mama" over and over, melting her entire heart with its cuteness.
When she opened her eyes the next day, she rushed to the mirror to examine her belly closely.
Perhaps it was psychological, but she felt her belly had grown a tiny bit. She couldn't help but support her lower back with her hands, trying to push her belly forward, pretending to be a pregnant woman.
"Yingying monster, have you finally realized you're a pig?" Han Zishi couldn't help but tease as he entered the door and witnessed his sister's odd behavior.
Blushing, Han Yingying glared at him angrily, "Han Zishi, don't you know to knock before entering a girl's room?"
