After the two finished eating, they went straight back to the old house.
Xi Yemo came out after showering and saw the little woman on the balcony.
She was in a nightdress, her graceful figure faintly visible.
He walked over and hugged her from behind: "Wife, what are you thinking about."
"Nothing, just thinking the moonlight is beautiful tonight." Lan Xin Ai patted his hand, looking at the moon through the clouds, her eyes shining like stars, illuminating the whole sky.
"Not as beautiful as you."
Xi Yemo kissed her ear.
"Stop teasing."
Lan Xin Ai turned her head away, dodging Xi Yemo's kiss, and immediately said: "By the way, I'm planning to find a private tutor for Xiyan."
"A private tutor?"
Xi Yemo stopped teasing Lan Xin Ai, his face turning serious. As a father, he naturally needed to take matters concerning Xiyan seriously.
Lan Xin Ai nodded: "I want Xiyan to learn painting."
