Father of the Baby

In the dead of night, the moonlight shone brightly.

Gu Qingming locked the door and windows and entered the space again.

The moment she entered the space, a green and adorable scene welcomed her arrival.

There were tomatoes hanging like red lanterns, long green gourds, purple glowing eggplants, big white winter melons, pumpkins with vines already growing, and so on. In short, all the common fruits and vegetables in the countryside were basically available in this space.

At this moment, the little fairy stopped on a yellow flower. Its two small hands supported its cheeks, and its eyes rolled around as if it was thinking.

Gu Qingming picked a tomato, plucked a white radish, washed them in the spirit river, and sat on a rock by the river.

She took a bite of the tomato first. Looking at the little fairy, she asked curiously, "Little Kong, what are you doing? Pondering about life?"