After his footsteps had faded away, Shen Liuyu looked around and said, "Your home is huge. When I was sitting there earlier, I didn't even know where to put my legs."
"It's all right."
Xue Wu said, "Bing'er, Yue'er, don't just sit there. Show us around. Last time we came to your house, we didn't get to explore properly."
Shui Yue'er waved a hand grandly. "Sisters, follow me. I'll take you to see the back garden."
Shui Bing'er shook her head with a smile and led them out of the reception hall.
The Shui Family estate was indeed enormous, complete with pavilions, lawns, artificial hills, and lakeside rocks.
Meanwhile, Wu Changkong finished the final stroke of his painting. Night had already fallen completely.
He lit a lamp and held up the painting for a look.
There were two people in the painting, a man and a woman.
The man was naturally himself, with white hair and cold, clear features.
The woman leaned against his side, her long hair draped over her shoulders, smiling gently.
It was Shui Bing'er.
He hung the painting on the wall, stepped back two paces, and looked at it for a long time.
"Eeh... eeh..."
A tiny whimper came from behind him.
Wu Changkong turned around. Wu Changbing had already woken up in bed, lifting her head as her little feet kicked the blanket into a complete mess.
He walked over and picked her up.
Wu Changbing burped, her eyes still only half open.
"Why does she seem like she's grown a little?"
"Is that just my imagination?"
"Changkong, come downstairs for dinner." Wu Dachui's voice came from below.
"Okay." Wu Changkong answered, lifting Wu Changbing a little higher in his arms. "Come on, Little Ice. Time to eat."
The living room was already filled