The next day, Li Xiangyang woke up at dawn. He slowly reached out, carefully stroking Lin Lan's belly, hoping the little one inside would move again. After waiting for a long time, the little one finally gave a lazy stir.
Li Xiangyang waited a little longer. Seeing that the baby wasn't moving anymore, he quietly got out of bed. He took a jewelry box out of his backpack, placed it on the nightstand, and carried a bag of dirty clothes downstairs.
When Lin Lan woke up, it was already eight o'clock. Seeing that Li Xiangyang was gone, she got up, changed into a turtleneck sweater, and put on a cotton-padded jacket. She walked to the window, pulled open the curtains, and turned back to make the bed.
As she turned, she saw a bright red box on the nightstand and walked over with a smile. "What did you buy this time?"
