"Come on, let go together." Lan Xin Ai was very confident in her drawing, her lips couldn't help but curve up.
As Xi Yemo and Xiaoyan released their hands, all three of their gazes froze, then the family of three burst into hearty laughter.
On the beach, each drawing was of a couple holding a child, just with different styles.
The family of three glanced at each other, as if their hearts were truly connected.
"Son, your drawing is really ugly." Xi Yemo mocked without any courtesy.
"Dad, you're too much."
The little guy pouted, his tone particularly aggrieved.
"Xiaoyan's drawing is so beautiful, it's your dad who doesn't know how to appreciate it." Lan Xin Ai kissed Xiaoyan.
"Mommy, you said my drawing is beautiful, does that mean I won?"
The little guy was quite cunning.
"Who said that, my drawing is the most beautiful." Lan Xin Ai huffed.
"Mine is the most beautiful."
Xiaoyan pouted; after all, his drawing was the best looking.
