"What are you doing, senior?" Zuo Li suddenly noticed that their senior, who usually didn't care about her appearance, had started looking in the mirror. Just now, after the program, she stood in front of the full-length mirror again, puffing her cheeks and pinching her face.
Not satisfied with that, she even patted her bulging belly and adjusted the loose fabric, examining herself in the mirror from the side. When she noticed the curious gazes of the four boys, she didn't hide it and asked with a furrowed brow, "Do you think I look ugly like this?"
"Ah, no, senior. You're the most beautiful," Bai Jiashu said.
The other three little ones nodded solemnly.
Song Jianyi pursed her lips. "I also think I'm a super invincible beautiful mom."
"..." So, why were you standing in front of the mirror so lacking in confidence?
Everyone was curious, but suddenly, they saw her grab a wooden stick from the corner of the wall and hurry out.