Soon, Bai Yiran finished washing her hands and came out. Cheng Shishi asked, "Sis, did you draw this?"
Bai Yiran glanced at the paper in Cheng Shishi's hand and nodded, "Mm-hmm." She discreetly took the paper and her bag back.
Bai Yiran put the paper back in her bag. Recently, this pattern would pop into her mind from time to time, and she would draw it down when she had free time, just tossing it into her bag. She didn't expect Cheng Shishi to see it.
"Why did you draw this? It looks like a snake, but not quite. I don't even know what it is!"
"It's nothing," Bai Yiran said calmly. "Just a birthmark."
"Your birthmark?" Cheng Shishi pondered, "We've bathed together. I don't remember you having such a birthmark!"
Bai Yiran shook her head, "Not mine."
"Not yours..."
"Enough." Bai Yiran didn't want to continue this topic. "Your brother-in-law is still waiting for us outside. Let's hurry up."
