Qianyuan was bewildered for a moment, then her wings and tail drooped down.
He was picked up by Nosius. Now that Nosius has his own child, will he abandon him?
Qianyuan didn't care whether he was the same as Nosius, but he was afraid that Nosius would lose him because of it.
The cub lowered its head, concealing its disappointed expression.
However, his feeling of being like a drowning puppy was all too obvious in front of Nosius.
No matter how pure and untainted Nosius may be, he will eventually bow down to his cubs and try to understand their emotions.
He let the cub sleep first, and when Qianyuan woke up, he found that he had returned to his residence outside the demon clan.
The wings of the angels who were walking around, and Nosius who was always holding him, had all turned white.
Qianyuan stared wide-eyed, looking incredulous.
But Nosius dismissed it as a trivial matter: "From now on, our wings will all be the same color."
The witch doctor and chieftain Vinno, who often came to check on the cubs, said: "Don't spoil them too much."
Even now, Vino finds that expanse of white hard to look at.
He desperately wanted to dig a hole and bury his head in the ground so he wouldn't have to suffer from this kind of mental pollution.
The cub, however, stared blankly at Nosius's wings.
Then the child burst into tears: "Old man!"
Nosius, you're an elder!
The angels are truly unique in that they can make their cubs so anxious that they start talking.
From the child's perspective, he thought that angels' wings were like human hair, starting out black and turning white as they got old.
The first time Qianyuan willingly stepped out of Nosius's arms and walked on the ground was to act as a crutch for Nosius; he clung to Nosius's leg.
"fufu!"
But the boy couldn't lift Nosius at all, so he set his sights on the witch doctor's staff.
Under the cub's pitiful gaze, the witch doctor couldn't resist and lent the cub his staff, which the cub immediately handed to Nosius for him to hold.
"Help me up!"
Now everyone present understood what the cub meant.
Nosius looked at the cub who was so considerate of him, and his expression was far from pleasant.
Good news, the kid cares about him. Bad news, the kid wants to be his crutch.
He didn't know whether to be gratified or to be both amused and exasperated.
Vino, standing nearby, had already transformed into a beast, burying his head in the dirt mound, otherwise he was worried that he would be beaten up by the angels for laughing out loud.
It was truly a great act of filial piety to the family.
Qianyuan hadn't noticed Nosius's expression yet. He only realized that he now had two fat legs, but he didn't know how to walk.
He just felt like he had fewer legs, um, he had so many fewer...
But Zai couldn't imagine what he should have looked like with seven hands and eight legs. Even if he added up his two hands, two wings, one tail, and two legs, he still didn't have that many legs.
The cub sighed like a little adult, its face full of seriousness.
He's so fair-skinned, he won't look good if he gets dirty.
So the cub could only frantically flap its little wings as it took a step. Even though they were still unfurled, the cub managed to turn them into high-frequency bee-like wings.
Nosius watched as the little guy took only a few steps and his wings were already creating afterimages as he flapped them. He didn't stop him, but instead watched to see how long the little guy could keep going.
The next second, the little guy plopped back down on Nosius's feet and reached out to be hugged.
It's a classic case of all bark and no bite.
The child exhausted himself, and I guess after this, Qianyuan will be reluctant to get out of bed for a long time.
He was practically an extension of Nosius.
Nosius, however, showed no resentment. He was neither pleased nor did he reject the endless affection of the clingy little girl, Qianyuan.
After picking Qianyuan up, he erased the illusion he had cast on his wings.
Seeing this, Qianyuan curiously touched Nosius's wings.
When the little guy touched the base of his wing, Nosius, unusually, held the little guy's hand.
That's enough.
Qian Yuan was now completely certain that Nosius was someone he could rely on, so he was very interested in the fluffy, downy wings that covered the sky behind Nosius and did not hesitate to use the pitiful act.
Nosius: ...
Forget it, what would a cub know?
The child was still young, so he didn't understand that the most sensitive part of an angel's body is the base of its wings, where all sensations are amplified. He also didn't understand that only the most important person is allowed to touch the base of the angel's wings.
Nosius remained silent for a long time, seemingly softening his heart, and released the cub's hand, letting the cub touch it to its heart's content.
The cub simply thought Nosius's wings, which shimmered like silk, were beautiful and lovely. He would occasionally turn to look at his own, as if wondering if his own wings would one day grow to look like that.
Nosius's gaze also fell on Chiyuki's wings.
Qianyuan has now grown to the size of a normal cub. Although she looks sickly, her body is very plump, especially her buttocks and legs. Overall, she looks like a plump and full pearl.
His current appearance is different from that of the octopus seedlings he used to be. The little guy was so good-looking that it was hard to tell if he was male or female, and he didn't look like a real person. Instead, he had a kind of divine and distant feeling.
The little guy now is as pure and clean as a handful of fresh snow, yet he is very approachable. He has an appearance that makes people like him at first glance, giving people the illusion that taking a bite would make him so sweet that honey would flow out.
The entire shape of the cub is rounded, including its wings.
The bone wings had a rounded feel, looking cold and icy, but when you held them in your hand, you would find that they were just like the cub itself, soft and comfortable to hold, with a little bit of fine down. It seemed that, just like Qianyuan herself, she wouldn't grow up to have any imposing presence.
But it's best not to say this in front of your child.
Once the cub was sure that Nosius hadn't aged and was in excellent condition, it breathed a sigh of relief. He was held by Nosius, his head still pressed against Nosius's neck, casually playing with Nosius's long hair.
Even now, Nosius's hand could still completely cover the little one's back, so he patted the cub to get its attention, and then said:
"Nosius".
"No, Xiu, Si".
Nosius was already somewhat dissatisfied that the first word the cub uttered wasn't his name, so he simply started teaching the cub to repeat his own name in its ear, hoping that at least the first person the cub called out would be him, and not someone else.
Unfortunately, the cub was born with a dislike for studying. The more Nosius repeated it, the sleepier the cub became. Just as the cub was about to fall asleep, Vino, a wolf's head, appeared in Chiyuki's field of vision.
"Wolf!"
The cubs, seeing such large wolves, howled with tremendous force, instantly frightening Vino so much that he buried his head back in his chest.
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