The Three-Year Covenant

Simu dropped her wolf-hair brush and leaped into Gu Lan's embrace, instinctively nuzzling her small head against Gu Lan's chest.

As she nuzzled, her tiny hands wandered, eventually finding the Spirit Fruit Gu Lan had prepared beforehand.

"My dear, I have returned," Simu chirped.

"Beloved..." Gu Lan replied tenderly, holding Simu close while meeting Mu Yuyan's gaze.

*Crunch!*

Simu took a hearty bite of the Spirit Fruit, her delight palpable. Of course, her greater joy lay in relishing the delectable treat her father had bestowed upon her. Indeed, the Spirit Fruit from her father tasted far superior to any others.

"Father... Mumu loves you!"

In no time, Simu had devoured one Spirit Fruit entirely.

"Well done, my dear. Here, have another," Gu Lan smiled, juggling motherhood and feeding her child with effortless grace.

Her eyes locked with her beloved wife's as she deftly handed another Spirit Fruit to their daughter.