Time passed quietly.
In the blink of an eye, more than a year had passed since Su Mo's wedding.
Spirit City, south side.
Inside Su Mo's estate.
At that moment, Su Mo lounged leisurely in a rocking chair in the courtyard, looking thoroughly content.
Ye Qingshuang stood quietly behind him, gently kneading his shoulders with both hands.
Both of their gazes had coincidentally settled on a little girl not far away.
The little girl wore a small blue dress, and her short blue hair shimmered softly beneath the sunlight.
She was Su Mo and Ye Qingshuang's daughter, Su Lingling.
She was already two years old, delicately adorable and utterly lovable.
What she was playing with was, surprisingly, something novel that had never appeared on Douluo Continent before.
In truth, these were all attractions Su Mo had specially created for Su Lingling, drawing on memories from his previous life to build her a children's playground.
Su Lingling loved it dearly. Since this morning, she had been playing there enthusiastically for most of the day.
Just then, Su Lingling stopped playing and ran happily toward Su Mo and Ye Qingshuang on her short little legs.
She ran to Su Mo, wrapped her arms around his leg, and tilted up her tiny face.
Then she said in a sweet childish voice, "Daddy, Lingling is hungry. I want to eat yummy meat, and I want to drink that sweet milk tea too."
Naturally, the milk tea Su Lingling mentioned did not exist on Douluo Continent.
It was something new Su Mo had tinkered up himself.
Ever since the little girl had tried it once, she had completely fallen in love with it.
Su Mo smiled dotingly, rose from the rocking chair, and picked Su Lingling up. "All right, my good daughter. Daddy will take