Thinking of this, Ye Xiaoxiao felt a little discouraged for a moment.
After struggling for so many lifetimes in the apocalypse, I couldn't even make it past the age of twenty-three. Could this time be the same...
"Sister!" Yan Feiming's voice interrupted her thoughts.
Yan Feiming has grown some weight now and is no longer the poor kid he was before the apocalypse.
Everything is going in a good direction, isn't it?
At least in this life, she met Feiming first. If the ending is bound to be that she can't get over the hurdle of twenty-three, then let her send Feiming to Uncle Yan first.
Ye Xiaoxiao took out a hand and touched his smooth hair: "What do you want to eat? Sister will make it for you."
"I want to eat noodles!" He stretched out his little index finger and gently scratched Chuer's head.
“It’s so ugly.”
Maybe the kid heard it and cried out in dissatisfaction.
"The voice of the second grade is like a pig."
The little tiger cub became more anxious and cried even louder.
"Okay, stop teasing it. It's still young in the second grade of junior high school. It will grow up. Every little tiger is like this when it is born." He said while comforting the little tiger cub who didn't even drink milk and just kept contradicting Yan Feiming.
Perhaps it was because Chu Er's shouting was too loud, and a strong wind swept down from the upstairs.
Accompanied by the roar of a full-grown tiger.
Yan Feiming was so scared that he hid behind Ye Xiaoxiao.
"See, I told you not to bully the eighth graders." Ye Xiaoxiao was helpless.
Ji Feng frowned and took Chu Er from her hand with his mouth, brought it to a corner, put it in his arms, and licked its fur carefully.
Yan Feiming muttered behind her: "Jifeng is so protective of Chuer, could Chuer be its cub?"
Ye Xiaoxiao was stunned when she heard his question.
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