"You should take a bath even when resting, and I can bathe with Xiao Yan while I'm at it."
Without waiting for Lan Xin Ai to respond, Xi Yemo directly carried Xiao Yan off to the bathroom.
Inside the bathroom.
Xiao Yan pointed at a certain part of Xi Yemo.
"Daddy, why is yours so big, and mine's so small?"
"Because you're a little kid."
"So will it be as big as yours when I'm grown up?"
"Yep."
"I don't want that." Suddenly, Xiao Yan burst into tears.
Xi Yemo was at a loss: "What's wrong, son?"
Hearing the crying from outside, Lan Xin Ai quickly came over and saw the little guy in the bathtub crying and making a fuss.
Lan Xin Ai hurriedly grabbed a towel, lifted Xiao Yan out of the bathroom, and set him down on the bed where he continued to cry incessantly.
Lan Xin Ai was particularly anxious: "Xiao Yan, what's the matter?"
Xi Yemo wasn't in the mood for a bath anymore and came over wrapped in a bath towel.
"Husband, what did you do to Xiao Yan?"
