Three years later.
As soon as Li Sui and Archer Lu walked to the door, they smelled the fragrance of rice dumplings.
There was a little girl sitting on the threshold, wearing a small goose-yellow sarong. She looked about two or three years old. She was holding a small bowl in her arms. When she saw them, she muttered: "Dad."
Li Sui smiled, gave her the toy gift box in his hand, scratched his nose, and corrected, "It's his godfather."
"Here? Come in, come in." Zuo Chao heard the voice and hurriedly greeted them into the house. Seeing his daughter grabbing the toy box and about to throw the bowl, he hurriedly walked over and continued, "My dear, you can't throw this away, mom." To scold."
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