Main Protagonist: Powerful, devoted, and wealthy Beast Emperor (top) Gorgeous, gentle, nine-tailed red fox (bottom)
Supporting Protagonist: A fluffy, chubby golden nine-tailed fox cub.
All the mermaids can sing.
This is something they are born with, and baby mermaids are no exception.
But because their little one has a father who isn't a very good singer, Shen Yulou's older siblings are always worried that the mermaid baby can't sing either.
At their suggestion, Sirens decided to teach the little guy to sing himself.
"Kiss, look at Daddy's mouth!"
A series of notes came from Sirens' mouth and entered the little guy's ears.
The little guy sat on the bed, chewing on the corner of the blanket, his watery eyes looking at Sirens.
My brain went blank for a moment.
Ignoring her father, she continued biting her blanket.
"Bubbles, look at Daddy."
Sirens straightened the little guy's face and continued singing tirelessly.
Shen Yulou lay down next to the baby and watched the show.
Seeing that the little guy didn't move for a long time, he waved his hand dismissively.
"If you can't sing, so be it. You'll learn to sing sooner or later."
"Anyway, you have my genes in you, so no matter how you sing, it won't be any better."
"Right?"
Shen Yulou leaned close to the baby and gave him a big kiss on the little mouth.
The poor baby was almost kissed so hard he couldn't sit up and fell backward onto the bed.
But he still held tightly to his little blanket with both hands.
"Why does Bobo like this little blanket so much?"
Shen Yulou stroked the little guy's curly hair.
This small quilt was a gift the couple received from visiting the god of agriculture and animal husbandry.
The god of agriculture and animal husbandry gave them a sack of wool, which contained the wool shed by newborn lambs during their early growth stages.
Each one is incredibly soft and delicate.
They asked the goddess of textiles to use this bag of wool to weave a small quilt for the little one.
The textile goddess also ingeniously designed a small hood and several small tails.
Several small tails can be tied together to form a swaddle blanket to wrap the little one.
This comforter feels as soft as a cloud and as smooth as silk.
Upon encountering it, everyone will immediately want to close their eyes and drift off to sleep.
The little guy was no exception; he really, really liked this little blanket.
Basically, they'll grab it wherever they go, and hugging it isn't enough; they'll also start biting it.
I can't sleep at night without this blanket, and sometimes I even cry and fuss.
The couple guessed that the small blanket was their baby's diaper, so neither of them dared to touch it.
"Is Bobo listening to Daddy?"
Sirens wrapped the adorable baby, along with the blanket, in his arms.
The little one nodded.
Yes, some are listening to their fathers talk.
"Shall we sing together with Daddy?"
I put the little hood of the blanket over the baby's head, letting him feel a special sense of security.
not good.
This time, the little guy finally shook his head.
He's not interested in his own singing, but he's interested in other people's singing.
Does the baby mermaid not like to sing?
Shen Yulou and Sirenius exchanged a glance.
Sirens found it even more peculiar.
He remembered that when he created the mermaid, he did indeed add the habit of singing.
Why doesn't my son like to sing?
"Fine, it's fine if he doesn't like to sing. If our little one doesn't like to sing, then he won't sing."
Shen Yulou took the little baby, wrapped in a fluffy blanket, into her arms.
The baby looks even cuter wrapped in this little blanket, making Shen Yulou want to touch him all over every day.
Singing isn't actually that important.
Didn't you see that even though he loves to sing, he still sings terribly?
"Yes, if I don't want to sing, I won't sing."
Sirens immediately realized what was happening and a bright smile appeared on his face.
She pinched the baby's little feet and snuggled up to rub against the baby's blanket.
It smells like baby's milk.
Sensing her fathers' emotions, the little one tightly gripped the little tail of the blanket, her big eyes crinkling into two crescent moons with laughter, before snuggling into her father's arms.
His smile is just as handsome as his father's.
Why does my baby like this little blanket?
Because the blankets clearly retain the scent of fathers, and the scent has never faded.