In the photo, a small child was lying on Qin Lan's back, mimicking Qin Lan's every move. It looked particularly loving.
Jian Xi felt a burst of joy, as if she was seeing herself practicing yoga with her child.
"Teacher Qin, how old is your child now?"
"Four years old. I kept practicing yoga throughout my pregnancy, and I recovered my figure quickly after giving birth. Besides, yoga helps with sleep."
"Then I'll keep at it for a while and see!"
Suddenly, a pale-faced girl appeared in the photo, she seemed familiar somehow...
Jian Xi pointed at the girl in the photo and asked, "Teacher Qin, is she also your student?"
"Oh, Luo Xiang? No, she's not; her health is poor, she can't practice yoga." Qin Lan said, "It's a pity! Such a beautiful girl, yet she's fragile."
Jian Xi instinctively thought of a word: Glass Man.
Harlin is also fragile.
