"Baby doesn't actually taste very good. Baby isn't as fragrant as McDonald's or Ken's, nor as sweet as mini cakes. If you want some, I'll secretly buy some for you. It's okay, adults can eat it too."
Although Long Qian couldn't quite understand what the cub was saying, and couldn't recall taking the cub to eat KFC, McDonald's, or small cakes, he didn't lose his temper and yell at or bite the cub like before.
However, he did not regain his memory. He simply pulled the cub into his arms and rubbed against his little master like an enthusiastic, vicious dog.
The cub felt his father licking his tears and finally couldn't help but laugh:
"It itches so much, Dad has a beard on his face."
Long Qian grunted twice, seemingly dissatisfied with the cub's avoidance and resistance towards him.
However, he no longer has the eloquence to comfort the cubs, and he probably can't even take care of himself.
The cub, seeing its father's non-existent tail drooping, could only reach out to touch its father's hair, bringing its reddened little face close again.
Long Qian was completely satisfied.
His keen sense of smell also detected the wound on the cub's foot. He lowered his head to look down, startling the cub.
"Daddy's unhygienic! You can't kiss my feet!"
The cub struggled to pry open Long Qian's head, finally making him give up licking the cub's wounds.
The child saw the first-aid kit that his father (the rational version) had used to bandage his wounds under the coffee table and asked his father to get it.
"Apply the medicine to the affected area; that's how you get better, understand?"
Seeing how obedient his father was (?), and just like a dog, the cub unconsciously adopted the mannerisms of a parent.
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