You Thought Wrong, My Dear (2)

Shen Yi stared at his wife as she slept and at Little Yuyan as she drew on her newest sketchpad that he bought for him. The girl was obviously taking a liking in arts and crafts while her twin brother was busy reading several random books that took his interest. 

Whether it was business, educational, or medical books; Shen Yi and Lu Xinyi occasionally found the boy sitting at the corner with a book while his twin sister lying on the carpeted floor holding a huge crayon on one hand. 

"Stop it, Yi," Lu Xinyi grunted and rolled on her side. 

"Stop what?" He demanded confusedly. 

"Stop tapping your fingers on the table and overthinking," she mumbled without opening her eyes. 

"I'm not doing anything," he argued, but instantly stopped his fingers so he wouldn't anger her any further. Did he disturb her sleep? Shen Yi wondered if his tapping was loud enough to wake her up.