"Bring them over. They're still little, and their teeth haven't fully grown in. They can't eat solid food, only drink milk." An Jin took the three little cubs and loosened the top of her clothes.
Ling Hong lay beside her, holding the three whimpering cubs, his expression hesitant and conflicted. 'Nursing them is exhausting,' he thought. 'Jin'er...'
WHINE~
The cubs were ravenous. They pawed impatiently at her clothes with their tiny claws, and smelling the enticing aroma of milk, they instinctively burrowed their fuzzy little heads closer.
Mi Yin and Xi both watched the scene before them in utter shock.
'Nurse... nurse them? Jin'er is going to nurse these three cubs?' It took a long moment for their minds to process this, and all they could conjure was a giant question mark.
