After Transmigrating, She Became the Mother of Two

After all, she hadn’t logged into the account again for ten years. After uploading it, Jian Yi was still very uneasy. She was not confident that her previous ‘fans’ would remember her, but it was because she took advantage of people’s curiosity and conformity to take risks. On the road, in battle, she must fight.

Didn’t Xia Jingjing like to use other people’s works and imitate other people’s styles? Then let her see whether it was because of her style or because of her strength that she could achieve such success.

Just let her take a look, it was not that she could succeed by following the path of success that others had taken.

Jian Yi kept refreshing her phone, but the forum was like stagnant water, and there was no movement at all.

There was a slight noise at the door, she looked up and saw that it was Su Zixuan with a sleepy face. She looked out the window subconsciously, and it was too bright at the moment.

Turning her eyes to the upper right corner of the phone, it was just after six o’clock, she suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. It was still early, so it was normal that there was really no one in the forum.

Su Zixuan yawned. When he woke up, there were only two children on the bed, but his beloved was nowhere to be seen, and the place where she slept was already cold. It seemed that she had woken up early. As expected, as soon as he entered the studio, he saw her curled up on the bench, staring at her phone screen with piercing eyes.

“Why did you get up so early?” Su Zixuan walked in and saw a painting on the drawing board. A dark blue starry sky with dots of stars, his eyes shrank slightly, and his eyes stayed on the drawing board for two seconds before he came back to his senses. As if nothing had happened, he walked to Jian Yi’s side and put the coat on her.

When Jian Yi saw Su Zixuan staying in front of the drawing board, she realized something. Before she could come up with a countermeasure, he walked over to her as if he didn’t see anything.

Jian Yi put away her phone, gathered her clothes, stood up, and walked out with Su Zixuan before answering, “I… just couldn’t sleep in the morning, so I got up earlier.” 

She was afraid that if Zixuan looked at it more, he would doubt her.

Fortunately, Su Zixuan didn’t ask anything, and Jian Yi gradually felt relieved. She glanced at her phone again. It was six forty-five. At this time, there should be no one to read the post, so she just shifted her attention and thought. She said to Su Zixuan, “Go wash up, and I’ll make you breakfast.”

Su Zixuan hummed softly, took Jian Yi’s shoulders, and gently placed a kiss on her head. Who are you? Such astounding painting skills… At first glance, she looked full of despair. What were you sad about?

Even with the intimate experience, Jian Yi was still a little uncomfortable. She pushed him away slightly, her face flushed, and she said as if running away, “I’ll go make you breakfast.”

Su Zixuan looked at her back and smiled. He was really curious about what kind of person she really was.

His eyes moved to the studio with the door closed, and he took a long time to leave.

Jian Yi clutched her chest. Her heart was beating wildly, how could he be so charming in the early morning? That made her more immersed in his beauty, and really wanted him to be completely her own, from body to mind.

She patted her cheeks to wake herself up. She shouldn’t think about it, otherwise she would want more.

As soon as breakfast was made, Su Zixuan came to the living room with An Qi, who was awake.

Jian Yi took off her apron and hugged An Qi, and said to Su Enran who was following Su Zixuan, “An Ran, go have breakfast, and ask your father to take you to school later.”

An Qi nestled in Jian Yi’s arms. After finding a place, she fell asleep again.

Jian Yi had to hold her first, and then take her back to the bed after she fell asleep. When they came to the dining room, the father and son had finished breakfast and were ready to leave.

Su Zixuan carried the computer bag, walked in front of Jian Yi, dragged her head and kissed her lips lightly, leaving a touch, and said in a low voice, “I’m leaving.”

Jian Yi was fascinated. She stood stiffly in place, staring blankly at Su Zixuan walking by her side, and it seemed that she could still see the smile on An Ran’s face following Su Zixuan’s side.

When the car was far away, Jian Yi came back to her senses. Why was her resistance to Su Zixuan decreasing day by day? Her concentration was really getting worse.

Covering her face, she returned to the room. When she passed by the floor-to-ceiling windows in the hall, she couldn’t help but look at the car that was walking away. Realizing her behavior, Jian Yi quickly recovered and slapped her face to wake herself up.

Back in the room, An Qi was sound asleep. She remembered the picture she posted in the post bar in the morning, and quickly took out her phone to check it. After refreshing, she saw that there were replies, but there were only a few, not many. Some were just compliments.

Jian Yi felt slightly lost, which was far from what she expected, but it did not dampen her self-confidence. She put An Qi on the couch, and after having breakfast, she returned to the studio to continue drawing.