"Of course," Yang Xiaoxi agreed flatteringly, "Mianmian's skin is universally acknowledged for its beauty. Whenever we take Xiaobei out, people think he's Mianmian's little brother. They're always so surprised when they learn that Xiaobei is actually Mianmian's son."
This wasn't an exaggeration on Yang Xiaoxi's part; Shen Mianmian's skin really was that good.
"If I didn't know Mianmian, I wouldn't believe it either," Li Shiping spoke softly, her tone mild and comforting.
"Not just Mianmian, you don't look like a mother of such a big child either," Yang Xiaoxi said. "I hope I can look like you after I have a baby."
Upon hearing this, Xiaocui quickly added, "You'll definitely be like them in the future, with such good figures. Not like me, I've neglected my figure over the years and gotten completely out of shape."
