The white tiger's den was built very quickly. When Fang Qiao came back from get off work at noon, the walls were already half a person high.

The white tiger cub perched on the wall, wagging its tail as it personally supervised the construction, determined to make its future dwelling magnificent.

It's a sunny day today, with the sun high in the sky and the temperature under the sun easily exceeding 30 degrees Celsius.

Working in such a temperature is very hot and sunny, so Xiaojing carefully cooked mung bean soup for them to cool off.

The lunch was quite flavorful, with braised cabbage and tofu with pork, the pork slices being large, unlike the bland, tasteless meat dishes in the company cafeteria. There was also stir-fried eggs with chili peppers, and the main dish was specially steamed rice.

It all started when Xiaojing overheard two people chatting and learned that they were from the south and weren't used to the steamed buns here.

She was always meticulous, preparing meals with care and thoughtfulness, so the two of them worked even harder in the afternoon.

When Fang Qiao returned from get off work in the afternoon, Bai Hu's new house was already finished. The walls, inside and out, had been carefully smoothed with mortar. They were just waiting for the mortar to dry completely before painting it with white paint.

The new house needs to be aired out for a while before we can move in. Tonight, the white tiger cub is still sleeping pitifully in the cardboard box under the corridor.

Before going to sleep, Fang Qiao took out a communication talisman from her space to contact Cheng Baidong as usual. She was not disappointed when she failed to reach him and casually threw the talisman back into her space. She then hugged her child and continued to sleep.

Until midnight, I was pulled into a warm, damp embrace.

Fang Qiao was startled at first, but before she could even open her eyes, she smelled a familiar scent.

She felt relieved, rolled over and snuggled into his arms, nestled against his chest and mumbled a couple of sleepy words before drifting back to sleep.

When I woke up again, it was already the next morning.

When she opened her eyes, she was lying on Cheng Baidong's chest, using her hands and feet to cling to him intimately like a koala.

Cheng Baidong returned late at night and was still fast asleep, breathing steadily with his chest rising and falling rhythmically.

Afraid of waking him, Fang Qiao carefully got off him.

Her movements were gentle enough, but even so, Cheng Baidong woke up as soon as she moved.

Before he even opened his eyes, he had already instinctively wrapped his arms around her waist.

"Qiaoqiao?" His voice was a little hoarse and tired as he propped himself up on his arms, trying to get up.

Fang Qiao hummed in agreement, then gently pressed her hand on his shoulder to stop him from getting up: "I'm going downstairs to wash my face and brush my teeth. You stay and sleep with the children for a while longer."

Cheng Baidong was indeed very sleepy, so he lay down as instructed.

"Then I'll sleep a little longer."

"Okay, I'll call you when we have breakfast."

Cheng Baidong nodded.

Fang Qiao went downstairs, and Xiao Jing was already busy in the kitchen.

Hearing the noise coming downstairs, she poked her head out of the kitchen and asked, "Sister-in-law, did my older brother come back last night?"

She vaguely heard some noise, but because she was fast asleep, she didn't get up to check and wasn't quite sure.

Anyway, the residential compound is very safe because there are patrols around, so it's unlikely to be petty theft. She guessed that her older brother might have come back.

"Yeah, I got back late at night."

Xiaojing said, "Then I'll make a few more egg pancakes."

Fang Qiao nodded and said, "Add more chopped green onions. Your older brother likes pancakes with green onions."

Xiao Jing happily agreed.

Fang Qiao quickly finished washing up and went upstairs. Cheng Baidong had already gotten up.

He was putting socks on Tian Tian when Fang Qiao walked over and pulled Chuan Chuan, who was climbing onto his neck, down, saying, "Bai Dong, I haven't woken you up yet, why aren't you asleep?"

Cheng Baidong held An'an in his arms and said with a smile, "The little rascals are awake and are crawling all over me, scratching and clawing, so they can't sleep."

Fang Qiao: Are you sleepy?

Cheng Baidong shook his head: "It's alright, I'll just take a nap at noon."

The couple worked together to change the children's clothes and get them ready before going downstairs.

Xiaojing had already prepared breakfast: egg pancakes with spicy soup. The aroma was enticing as soon as you came downstairs.

During the meal, the white tiger cub and the little vermilion bird sat on the high stools at the end of the table, one on each side.

Little Zhuque ate a delicious egg pancake with a contented expression.

In front of the white tiger cub was only a small bowl filled with milk.

It glanced at the little red bird, then looked ahead at the egg pancake placed in the center of the table, and subconsciously stuck out its pink little tongue to lick its lips.

Seeing this, Sweetie thought it was embarrassed, so she pushed its little bowl forward and said with concern, "Meow meow, drink up! This is fresh milk specially brought for you. It's very nutritious."

The white tiger cub stole a glance at Cheng Baidong, reluctantly withdrew its drooling gaze, and unwillingly buried its head in the small bowl of milk.

It doesn't want to drink it; it hates the fishy smell of milk.

It prefers egg pancakes with their tempting aroma to milk.

But it dared not speak.

Last night, as soon as this person came home, he beat him up, even more severely than his mother. He's afraid of getting beaten again.

The white tiger cub complained inwardly while drinking its milk.

Seriously, all he did was scare his wife when he transformed.

Besides, it didn't even successfully transform! It didn't actually scare anyone, so what's the big deal?!

Beating it up for this is too petty!