They say children grow up as fast as weeds, and they're not wrong. In the blink of an eye, it was time for Zhou Lian to finish her postpartum confinement. Nuonuo was now forty-five days old, a chubby, round, and fair-skinned little girl. Just looking at her made one's heart melt with affection.
First thing in the morning, Zhou Lian was urging Li Xiu to hurry up. She could finally wash her hair and take a bath; she had barely managed to get through the past month and a half.
Seeing his excited wife, Li Xiu couldn't help but laugh. 'Just how badly does she want to wash her hair and take a bath? My wife loved being clean in our last life, but she was never *this* desperate. Besides, she already washed her hair twice!'
