Osiris expressed high admiration and approval for the cub whose every hair seemed to shimmer.
The baby listened to lullabies all night, but the thing it missed most wasn't sweet dreams or the songs.
The question is whether Dad has a tail or not.
But when the cub opened his eyes, he saw that his father was still the same two-legged creature he had seen yesterday. The cub stuck his head out and looked at his father's back again to make sure that his father hadn't secretly hidden his tail before he pulled his head back, feeling a little disappointed.
It was just a dream...
The little guy doesn't necessarily need a father from the same race, but last night in the song in his dream, he truly felt the care and protection from his race. It was the first time he had experienced the warmth of such a large family.
So Zai really wants to meet the legendary clansmen who are his own kind.
But it's okay if we don't see each other.
The cub thought to itself.
Anyway, he's already with his father.
Qianyuan's heart is very inclusive and loves everything, so it encompasses all living beings.
But Xiao Miaomiao's heart is very, very small; it can only hold one father.
Miao Miao, the mermaid, only had one wish: not to be separated from her father.
Everything else is based on the principle that Miaomiao is either a little happy or very happy.
Even if Daddy doesn't become a mermaid or have a big tail, it doesn't matter. When the baby grows up, he can carry Daddy to play by the water and be Daddy's little boat.
For a kid who can't swim, this is already the biggest goal he's ever set.
If Osiris knew that the mermaid's dream wasn't to return to the sea, but rather to wag her tail in the shallow end of a swimming pool and serve as his boat, he'd probably be so angry that he'd pack her up and take her back to Atlantis overnight.
The fish fry can't swim, which is a great disgrace to Atlantis in terms of raising offspring!
Osiris gritted his teeth in anger when he thought of his distant homeland.
It's true that he hasn't been back for a long time, but he really doesn't understand why the Atlantis guards are making no move. Have they really not noticed anything unusual about the throne?
It's truly admirable that such a precious gem was left unattended and picked up and nurtured by outsiders!
Osiris cuddled the baby in his arms, thinking somewhat casually, "Since that's the case, I'll think about going back later."
Let those crazy mermaids be crazy for a little while longer.
Why not let him spend more time with his cubs and enjoy parent-child life together?
"dad!"
The baby nestled in his father's palm, already used to being pampered. After all, with his previous fathers, as soon as the baby opened his eyes, they would come over and inhale his sweet baby scent, making the baby giggle.
Once this habit is formed, the cubs will subconsciously lie down and wait for their father to suckle them.
But the child forgot that this father was very fierce; even if he didn't eat the child, he would eat people.
What's more, the baby smells so good. Although Dad says he won't eat him, he's clearly sharpening his fangs more frequently. It's hard to say whether he'll shamelessly lick the baby's head and body.
As long as they don't bite off the baby's belly and face, it's fine.
After all, wanting to have a baby is a natural human desire.
The child rebels, the child forgives, the child agrees, the child joins.
The kittens nowadays are like cats that have been petted by humans for too long; they can now take things in stride.
Osiris saw the cub with a serious little face, but its body was lying down obediently, looking at him affectionately. So, without being taught, he learned to pet the cub with the cub's prompting.
The little cub with the tiny nose has its own charm, you can hold it in your hands and knead it; while the cub of normal size has another charm, it is just right to be held in your arms, like holding a soft, fluffy self-heating hot water bottle.
No matter what, it would be enough to win over his cold and unfeeling father's heart.
At this moment, Osiris dared not imagine the hardships he had endured before he had no offspring.
He had also seen in groups with few offspring the birth of one or two tiny fish fry, and everyone would sing, dance and cheer in celebration.
According to custom, the newborn cubs would be brought to him by their parents to receive blessings, but even when he was close to the fry and saw their beautiful faces, Osiris's heart remained as unmelting as the ice and snow of the Arctic River.
He doesn't feel ill will towards the fry, but he's not as affectionate towards the young as his tribesmen are.
Perhaps the people's assessment of Osiris was based on him personally, and it was extremely accurate.
They say that Osiris is indeed the most cold-blooded and brutal mermaid...
However, most mermaids are like this, only gentle to their own children, and in the eyes of outsiders, they are crazy people who would kill others.
But regardless of how the world perceives him, Osiris has already broken down prejudices among the cubs.
Because after his father pinched him for a while in a very restrained manner, he pulled down his silk robe, straightened his clothes, and even ruffled his hair a couple of times.
However, the new dad's caregiving methods are just not right.
He grabbed the child's hair with one hand, and the child immediately raised his head:
"Dad... your hair is tight."
It seems that Osiris still has a long way to go in parenting.
Sometimes, the baby misses the father who used to gently coax him and keep him in a comfortable environment.
Hmm, is that Dad?
The little one tilted its head.
The main system glanced at the cub and concluded that the cub's memory was affected by its size, and it could only retain some instinctive reactions, so it naturally couldn't remember its previous father.
However, the fry would wag their tails every few minutes, change places in the tank several times, lying down and staring blankly, blowing out bubbles of the same size, all with the same path, as if they were trapped in a loop.
Osiris hadn't yet realized that he was dragging the largest bathtub to the bathroom before turning back to figure out how to replicate the instant noodles the cubs had eaten that day.
But eating instant noodles every day isn't good either.
Osiris fed him like this for two meals. He remembered that although most fish in the deep sea were fish, there were different species with different textures, so he called his unfortunate student again and asked him:
Where can I buy different kinds of instant noodles?
The tone was as if asking him where he had hunted other food.
The students' hearts were still pounding from the professor's words, so they're slowly getting used to it now.
He said earnestly to Osiris, "Variety? You mean flavor, right? There are many different flavors, but you've already eaten them twice, aren't you tired of them yet?"
Suddenly, the student remembered something and asked incredulously:
"Teacher, you're not still feeding the cubs instant noodles, are you?"
"No."
Osiris then switched the camera to show him a bunch of torn snack wrappers in front of him, and the cub took a bite of each one to taste the saltiness.
The student paused for a second.
The students emitted a sharp, explosive sound.
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