Usually, newborns are wrinkled, but this little one is fair and round, as crystal clear as a New Year's painting baby.
Her blue eyes reflected endless green mountains, possessing a maturity beyond her years.
Li Kongkong looked at his sister, who was a hundred and seventy years younger than him, and couldn't help but praise, "Truly beautiful."
"This child's looks are inherited from me," Ling Susu said proudly.
The doctor was also somewhat puzzled, "In all my years of practice, I've never seen a three-year pregnancy. Could this one be the reincarnation of the Great God of the Three Altar Sea Meetings?"
Afterwards, experts researched the matter but couldn't make sense of it and left.
Above the hospital, a figure stood in the sky, rooted there, yet no one could sense his presence.
Except for the little girl in Ling Susu's arms. She raised her head and looked at Lu Chenzhou from a distance, giggling with a child's voice.
