Time flew by. Spring gave way to autumn, and three years passed in the blink of an eye.
The half-grown boy from back then had become a young man.
He had short black hair, sword-like brows, starry eyes, a high nose bridge, and thin lips.
His face looked as though it had been painstakingly sculpted by a god, with sharply defined features.
Qian Chengxiao had already been the sort of beauty capable of toppling kingdoms among women. Now, in women's eyes, he was Su Daji, capable of bewitching the entire world.
He was like poison to women; even knowing it was toxic, they found it sweeter than honey.
"This Hot Spring is still the most comfortable place to soak."
Soaking in the Hot Spring, Qian Chengxiao rested both hands on the bank and leisurely closed his eyes.
"Hm?"
Just as Qian Chengxiao closed his eyes to take a nap, his shut eyes suddenly flew open.
Then, looking at the figure beneath the water and the bubbles that occasionally rose to the surface before him, Qian Chengxiao's doting gaze carried a trace of helplessness.
This soak lasted a full half hour.
During that time, the figure beneath the Hot Spring's surface emerged from the bottom countless times to catch her breath.
Only after Qian Chengxiao let out a long breath did the lovely figure who had been busy beneath the Hot Spring finally break through the surface.
"Husband, don't leave me, okay?"
More than three years had passed, and Tang Yuehua had grown from the little Little Steam Girl she once was into a graceful young beauty.
(In Douluo World, adulthood came earlier and was calculated differently from the real world, so everyone developed faster.)
After busying herself for so long, Tang Yuehua lay against Qian Chengxiao's chest, her eyes hazy.