Lin Yan came out of the shower, her hair still wet, sitting on the bed sulking, her pouty mouth resembling an oil bottle.
Lu Chenyuan emerged with a hairdryer, noticing Lin Yan's dejected expression, and asked, "Who upset you now? Your pout is so high, are you waiting for me to kiss you?"
Lin Yan crossed her arms and turned away from Lu Chenyuan, petulantly saying, "You tell me, are you starting to dislike me? Do you think my body isn't as good as it used to be, my stomach has... has stretch marks, so you have no interest in me, you don't even look me in the eye, are you washing me or washing a dog, almost lifting up my paw."
Lin Yan was very concerned and very affected by the new pregnancy stretch marks on her stomach, not just one but many, like centipedes on her fair belly.
She only discovered them the past couple of days while looking in the mirror, previously feeling smug about not having any pregnancy stretch marks after two pregnancies.
