The average father would probably have died from raising his cubs.
But his father was still able to bravely say, "Thank you, baby, I feel much better."
The cub then nestled contentedly against Shi Qianxi, curling up in the crook of her neck.
"Baby? You haven't eaten anything yet?"
The cub grunted twice, still unwilling to let Shi Qianxi cook.
So he reluctantly gave up his favorite treat: a bag of jam-filled cookies that his son loved most, and a bottle of yogurt.
Shi Qianxi usually doesn't allow him to eat too many snacks, so each snack is only a small box, which the little cub treasures and keeps in the snack cabinet. He only takes it out to eat when he really wants to.
Losing two bottles of Wahaha at once made the little one a bit sad, but after all, Daddy is more important than yogurt, so the little one was willing to sacrifice the yogurt and even thoughtfully inserted a straw for Daddy.
However, the way the cub gulped it down looked a bit like it was drunk.
Shi Qianxi watched as the cub finished eating and drinking, then lay down and easily snuggled up to him, falling asleep again.
His darling...
How could Shi Qianxi not love him? How could she bear to make him sad?
By now, Shi Qianxi has unknowingly given all his love to the cub.
He once thought he would never love or cherish anyone.
As a result of being loved, he grew flesh and blood like crazy and has now learned to love others.
The game system is not his master, the rules are not his master, only the cubs are.
The cubs were his family, and even more so, the gods he cherished and would protect with everything he had.
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