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  It was more tolerable with the temperature rising back up. Bai Qingqing stroked the leopard cubs’ fur lovingly while she waited for Winston. It could be because Winston had added more firewood to the bed-stove after he left that the temperature in the bedroom rose as well.

  When Winston came in with the bowl of soup, the fresh fragrance immediately spread out in the bedroom.

  It didn’t take much skill to boil soup. As long as there was sufficient time and fire, it’d be a great delicacy. It was a dish that all the males at home were good at.

  After being soaked for half the night, after the bird soup was heated up, the juice from the juice and marrow of the bird had all integrated into the soup, making it extremely nice-smelling and strong.

  Saliva immediately appeared in Bai Qingqing’s mouth, and she watched as Winston got closer. “It smells so good.”


  Winston walked over quickly, placing the soup bowl to one side in amusement under Bai Qingqing’s scorching gaze. This made her so anxious that her eyeballs seemed like they were going to pop out.

  He then stood up again and warmed up a piece of animal skin on the bed-stove.

  Before he turned, he heard licking sounds. Winston immediately had a bad feeling about it and turned around to check things out. As expected, the leopard cubs were secretly drinking the soup.

  The three of them had darted out from the blanket, surrounded the soup bowl, then lowered their heads, drinking the soup happily. Bai Qingqing’s craving was strong and she felt anxious as well. She reached out a snow-white arm and harassed a leopard tail next to her.

  However, the leopard cubs drank away happily, not bothered by her harassment at all.

  Winston brought back the warmed-up piece of animal skin and put on a solemn expression. The cubs noticed it, took another big lick, then quickly slipped away.

  “I told you to let me drink it first!” Bai Qingqing felt aggrieved as she looked at the half bowl of soup that was left.

  Winston helped Bai Qingqing sit up, covered her up with the warm animal skin, then brought the bowl over and brought a spoonful to her lips.

  “There’s still a lot more left,” Winston said in a pacifying tone.

  She wasn’t worried that the soup wasn’t enough. She just despised the fact that it had been licked by leopard tongues.

  Bai Qingqing complained in her heart, but upon thinking how those three leopards had all come out from her stomach, she didn’t refuse and opened her mouth to take in the wooden spoon.

  Bai Qingqing stopped drinking after going through half the bowl. She then ate a few pieces of bird meat. There were no more eggs in her stomach, so her appetite immediately fell.

  After having breakfast, under Bai Qingqing’s request, Winston moved her together with her bedding to Muir’s side. To take care of his mate, Winston didn’t head out either. He just stayed in the room, waiting for instructions at any moment.

  Placed down next to Muir, Bai Qingqing poked on his wings. “Can I feel the eggs?”


  Muir’s expression looked especially serious when he was hatching the eggs. His eyes didn’t even blink. Hearing that, he turned his gaze toward Bai Qingqing and then shook his head firmly.

  Bai Qingqing hadn’t taken a serious look at the eggs after giving birth to them. She knew that if she were to wait, she’d only be able to see them after they had hatched. By then, she’d only be able to see the eggshells. Of course, she wasn’t willing to compromise.

  When Muir wasn’t paying attention, Bai Qingqing reached out secretly. Her hand brushed his feathers and reached below his stomach. Her fingers touched something hard.

  Bai Qingqing’s eyes gleamed. Eggs! She touched them!

  Muir’s body instantly stiffened and he moved unnaturally. His claw under him swung out, pushing Bai Qingqing’s hand out.

  Bai Qingqing giggled. “Don’t be so petty.”


  “Coo~” Muir let out a cry toward her with a solemn gaze, but no one understood what he was saying.

  Bai Qingqing shut her mouth and didn’t reply, pretending to sleep. After Muir let down his guard, she reached in to touch the eggs again.

  Muir felt both amused and angry, then lowered his head to peck his mate’s arm as a punishment.

  “Ahh!” Bai Qingqing immediately drew her hand back, holding her arm under the blanket and moaning. “It hurts so much.”