In a world draped in silver, a biting wind howled past, stirring up snow dust that swirled like smoke and mist between the valleys, making the landscape appear even more desolate and lonely.

"Uh-huh…"

Soft and fluffy... soft and fluffy...

The golden dumpling rolled around in the snowdrift, making little grunts and whimpering sounds, its big, round eyes watching the snowflakes fall.

A few snowflakes fell onto the fox cub's nose. The little guy stared intently downwards, licking the snowflakes off its nose with its tongue.

Cool! Icy! Icy!

It struggled to lift its two front paws and lunge forward, but the round, fleshy ball of fur sank back into the snowdrift and continued to struggle.

"Uh-huh!"

Thud thud thud, fell down, baby fell down.

The baby fox shouted for its father at the top of its lungs, finally managing to peek its head out of the snowdrift and shake off the snowflakes covering itself.

Its wet little nose kept sniffing, as if it was searching for something fun.

What is this?

The little fox lay on the snowdrift, looking at the small tree in front of it.

The bare twigs swayed precariously, each one covered with a thin layer of ice crystals that shimmered with tiny sparkles in the sunlight.

He was still too young; even small trees seemed enormous to him, reaching straight up to the sky.

Like fathers, let's pluck the glittering stars from the sky and give them to our babies.

"Sweetie, are you awake? Hmph?"

The taste of dads!

The little one's short, chubby tail curled upwards, and before it could even look at its father, it was picked up.

“Our little darling has gained weight again, he looks like a little chubby.”

The fathers lifted it high, and the little one was so happy, its furry paws waving excitedly.

The little head tilted, the paws twitched, and the big, dark eyes reflected the fathers' faces, sparkling brightly.

Dads have the most beautiful faces in the world.

Fathers' eyes are always sparkling.

Fathers' hands are warm.

Dads' mouths smell sweet.

The fathers' voices are soft.

Dads like to kiss their babies with their fragrant mouths, so the babies smell fragrant too.

The little one happily stomped on his father's face with his paws.

The fathers used their warm hands to give their babies fragrant milk, so the babies also felt fragrant and warm.

The little one stuck out his little tongue and gently licked his fathers' hands, making a satisfied gurgling sound in his throat.

"So cute, sweetie! Are you having fun in the snow?"

Shen Yulou and Chi Yuan couldn't help but hold it in their hands and rub it for a long time.

The tender fur is delicate and soft, each strand carrying a warm temperature and a faint milky fragrance.

As if plucked from the clouds, it gently wraps around the fingertips and softly sweeps across the cheeks.

"Awooo".

Okay, bye-bye, my friend.

Bai Bai is Zai Zai's good friend!

The baby fox put its paw in its mouth and gnawed on it, it was hard to tell whether it was savoring the taste of Xuexue or tasting the flavor of its own paw.

Hmm, maybe it's Mao Mao too?

The well-behaved little boy was wrapped in a fluffy cloak by his father.

It's as if a round, golden ball has been hidden in a pile of soft, white clouds.

Who would have thought that an even cuter golden head would appear among the already adorable white fur?

"Bai Bai is your friend? Our darling has made a new good friend."

Shen Yulou couldn't help but bend down and smile as he watched his son leaning against Chi Yuan, munching on his hand.

Its little golden ears drooped, and its little head looked exactly like a ball.

"Um!"

Good friend, Bai Bai is Zai Zai's good friend.

The little fluffy ball of fur nibbled on its paws while watching the falling snowflakes, its ears twitching slightly.

"Aya ba pu!"

So warm, so warm, so warm, so warm.

Seeing the baby rubbing against Chi Yuan's arms, Shen Yulou blew a breath on the baby's forehead.

The soft, newborn downy fur was quickly blown about by the air, eventually giving the baby a middle-part hairstyle.

"Alright, alright, I'll stop bragging."

"What kind of hype has been built up? It looks so stupid."

Seeing the little one staring at his middle-parted hair with a bewildered and coquettish expression, Chi Yuan couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He covered Shen Yulou's mouth with one hand, and with the other hand he quickly rubbed the fur on the baby's head, covering the "middle parting line" on the head.

"Let's go back first, little one needs to go back and drink some water."

After pinching the baby's ear, Shen Yulou then pinched Chi Yuan's cheek before setting off to go home, satisfied.

The fathers carried their babies as they strolled slowly through the snow, their thick boots crunching softly on the ground.

"Mmm... Mmm..."

The little one slumped into a ball in his father's arms, his mouth open, trying his best to chat with his fathers.

He didn't know what he wanted to say, but his little mouth just wouldn't stop; he just wanted to talk.

Her soft, sweet voice was extremely quiet.

After becoming fox cubs, the cubs' voices are no longer as loud as human babies', and they tickle their fathers' hearts like feathers.

The two husbands simply listened to music the whole way.

The footprints, some deep and some shallow, led all the way into a secluded forest. The brightly lit cabin emitted the aroma of food, looking very warm and inviting.

Inside, the stove was burning brightly, crackling and popping, making the whole space warm and cozy.

"Here, have some water."

Chi Yuan went to cook dumplings, while Shen Yulou sat down in front of Zai Zai and fed the baby, who had transformed into human form, warm water.

When the little guy wants to lie in the snow and watch it, Shen Yulou will transform him into a baby fox, because that way he will be more resistant to the cold.

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