"Have you thought of a name for her?"
Su Yuyao suddenly remembered this question she had overlooked for a long time, looking up at Lin Yu as she asked.
"I really haven't."
Lin Yu shook his head.
From the time Lin Yu found out about the child's existence until now, there had been so many chaotic things going on. How could he have the time to come up with a name?
However, naming her was something he needed to get on with.
Otherwise, in a little while, Su Yuyao would be ready to give birth.
He couldn't just wait until Su Yuyao was in the delivery room to start brainstorming names outside, right?
"Hmm..."
Lin Yu rubbed his chin with one hand, pretending to be deep in thought.
Lin Yu's naming skills had actually always been pretty poor.
Basically, whatever he saw around him, he would just grab it, mash it together, and turn it into a name.
The turtle he kept before he time-traveled, Mirinda, and the orange cat back in his hometown, Sugar Tangerine, both got their names this way.
So when it came to naming his child, even though Lin Yu knew he couldn't be so casual anymore, a name still popped into his head immediately.
Lin Guaiguai.
Yeah.
Right.
Lin Yu's naming was just that arbitrary.
But thinking about it carefully, Lin Yu felt that this name was actually pretty good.
She didn't torment her mom and behaved so well, so calling her Guaiguai was perfectly reasonable and quite meaningful.
The word Guaiguai also rolled off the tongue easily and fit the image of a well-behaved girl.
But after thinking it over again and again, Lin Yu still felt that naming a child shouldn't be so casual.
However, using Guaiguai as a nickname would be great.
Thinking of this, Lin Yu shared his thoughts with Su Yuyao.
Su Yuyao nodded continuously after hearing it.
She thought the name Guaiguai was very nice.
She even wanted to directly promote Guaiguai to be the baby's official name.
However, this thought of hers was quickly dispelled by Lin Yu's persuasion.
"Look."
"The name Guaiguai is too gentle."
"In the future, if she's naughty and gets into trouble every day, and we keep calling her Guaiguai while scolding her, how could we possibly intimidate her?"
"People who don't know better would think we were just joking around with her."
"So we need to give her another official name."
"Later, when she's obedient, we'll call her Guaiguai."
"If she makes us angry, we'll just call her by her full name."
"That way, she'll instantly know she messed up!"
Lin Yu said with a smile, showing great foresight.
Su Yuyao chuckled softly beside him, nodding repeatedly in agreement.
Yes.
People always smile when talking about happy things.
Having named the baby.
Even though they had only just come up with a nickname, Lin Yu couldn't hold back his desire to communicate.
He sat up.
After turning the bedroom air conditioner up a few degrees, Lin Yu pulled back the blanket covering Su Yuyao.
Through the layer of silky pajamas, Lin Yu extended his index finger and gently stroked Su Yuyao's belly repeatedly, calling out softly as if to say hello:
"Guaiguai?"
"Guaiguai?"
Getting carried away, Lin Yu couldn't hold back and subconsciously puckered his lips.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk."
As soon as the sound left his lips, Lin Yu suddenly raised his hand and slapped his own mouth.
You bastard, are you calling a dog here?
He subconsciously glanced at Su Yuyao and found that she didn't mind; instead, she was amused and laughed out loud. Relieved, Lin Yu continued to slide his index finger back and forth on her belly, calling the baby's nickname over and over again.
Perhaps the baby was truly as well-behaved as her name suggested.
Or perhaps she just didn't want to pay attention to her silly dad.
Anyway, after that small initial response earlier, she didn't give any further reaction.
Lin Yu played for a while and had enough.
He lay back down, covered himself and Su Yuyao with the blanket, and they happily snuggled together.
As for what Guaiguai's real official name should be, Lin Yu couldn't come up with a good one for the time being.
He decided to put it aside for now.
He definitely didn't want to give his daughter some generic, overly popular name.
Like Zihan, Zhihan, Zihan, Zihan, Haoyu, Haoyu, Haoyu, or Haoyu.
When kids these days gathered together.
If a brick fell from a building and hit ten people, eight of them would have one of those names.
His daughter's name didn't need to be exceptionally beautiful, nor did it need to be complex and elegant, but at the very least, it couldn't be too common. He didn't want to shout his daughter's name at the kindergarten gate and have over a dozen kids turn to look at him.
Lin Yu glanced out the window and noticed that the sunlight outside had long shed its early morning softness, becoming strong and dazzling.
It looked like the midday sun.
Lin Yu looked down at Su Yuyao, who was resting on his chest, and asked:
"Are you hungry?"
Su Yuyao lifted her face, looked at Lin Yu, nodded, and said:
"A little bit."
"Then I'll get you some food."
Hearing Su Yuyao say she was hungry, Lin Yu didn't dare delay for a second. He hurriedly tried to get out of bed to prepare something to eat.
"What do you want to eat?"
Sitting on the bed, Lin Yu didn't forget to turn his head and ask Su Yuyao what she'd prefer.
"Egg fried rice."
Just like usual, Su Yuyao blurted out the words egg fried rice without a second thought, looking at Lin Yu with a pair of large, hopeful eyes that made it impossible to refuse.
Being stared at expectantly by Su Yuyao's sparkling eyes, Lin Yu sniffled, feeling a bit speechless.
What's so good about this damn egg fried rice?
Lin Yu couldn't understand it.
Even though his signature egg fried rice did have a somewhat captivating taste.
But no matter how you looked at it, it still couldn't compare to exotic delicacies, abalone, or lobster.
How did it mesmerize Su Yuyao so much?
Hmmm...
Perhaps this was just a case of different strokes for different folks?
Come to think of it, that made sense.
Lin Yu stroked his chin and nodded inwardly.
After all, a fierce-looking blond thug like him could still have several wives.
So a young girl preferring egg fried rice over exotic delicacies wasn't entirely impossible.
Thinking of this, Lin Yu could somewhat understand Su Yuyao's mindset.
But that being said, Lin Yu still didn't really want to make fried rice for her.
Because egg fried rice lacked comprehensive nutrition, which clearly didn't suit a pregnant woman like Su Yuyao who needed nourishment. Not to mention, she was still so thin right now, making it the perfect time to supplement her diet.
But looking at Su Yuyao's hopeful gaze, Lin Yu couldn't bear to refuse her.
After thinking it over, Lin Yu agreed.
At worst, he could just have the chef Qingmo hired make some nutritious food to go along with it later.
No big deal!
Lin Yu got up from the bed, ready to go make the egg fried rice.
Seeing that Su Yuyao also wanted to get out of bed and follow him, Lin Yu quickly said:
"You just lie in bed and rest. I'll call you when it's ready."
Su Yuyao sat on the bed, not speaking, nor did she lie back down. She just stared eagerly at Lin Yu.
A few seconds later, she made her decision.
She wasn't going to listen!
She stood up, slipped on her slippers, walked over to Lin Yu, grabbed the corner of his shirt, and looked up at him with innocent eyes.
Seeing this, Lin Yu had no choice but to attach this little tail and carry on with the extra weight.

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...