Zhao Zhao once again turned his gaze to Ivan Norin, staring at her with his bright eyes without blinking. After a long time, even his eyes began to feel sore, but Ivan Norin had no intention of turning around to look back.
Zhao Zhao felt somewhat dissatisfied, so he stretched out his chubby little hands and started digging at the throne, making a series of "sizzling" sounds, which quickly attracted the attention of Mossen Cain, who was dozing off with his head supported by one hand.
Moshen Cain looked at her coldly, and with his other hand, he pinched Zhao Zhao's delicate chin and said sternly, "Behave yourself."
Zhao Zhao pouted unhappily, secretly complaining in her heart about her indifferent father and sister.
At this moment, Moshen Cain suddenly pointed at Ivanoline and asked, "Do you know who she is?"
Hearing his father's question, Zhao Zhao immediately raised his head, his big round eyes sparkling like gems, looking straight at Ivanoline, and answered crisply: "This is my sister~"
However, before Ivan Norin could react, a cold laugh rang out above Zhao Zhao's head: "Oh? You still remember her?"
Before he finished speaking, Mossen Cain waved his arm and threw Zhao Zhao out from mid-air. A pair of small wings instantly appeared behind Zhao Zhao, and they instinctively opened and flapped twice before landing steadily in Ivanoline's arms.
Zhao Zhao didn't care about his father's behavior. He just hugged Ivanoline's neck affectionately, with a sweet smile on his face, and called out obediently: "Sister~"
Hearing the sugary "sister", Ivan Nolin's body trembled violently, and her originally tense expression became even stiffer.
She slowly lowered her head, her gaze moving inch by inch towards the cub in her arms.
The cub was dressed in a small black outfit. Its short white hair contrasted with its snow-white wings, making it look like a meticulously crafted work of art. Its facial features were extremely delicate, soft and round, as if they could be squeezed to produce water.
This was the first time in her life that she had such close contact with a child! Although he had several half-brothers, she always kept a certain distance between them and did not do anything too intimate.
Even for Zhao Zhao, if it weren't for today's incident, it would have been difficult for her to see him. Thinking carefully, this seemed to be the third time she had seen him since Zhao Zhao was born.
I heard that this younger brother is very weak and has a poor memory. It’s strange that he still remembers me.
"Hill...Gavin?" Ivan Noreen said, trying to remember the cub's exact name.
"You're right to call me sister!" Zhao Zhao was secretly delighted, for the person before him was his first mission target. He remembered his mission and was determined to win Ivan Norin's favor first.
Ivan Norin had never held a child before. Not only was her posture stiff, but her grip was also very strong. Zhao Zhao felt a little uncomfortable in her tight embrace and couldn't help but frowning slightly.
On the throne, Mossen Cain's face was cold, "Evan Norin, put Hilgavan down." He looked down at his children below, his tone as stiff as if he was talking to a subordinate.
"It's not nice of you to still act like a spoiled child at this age." He taught Zhao Zhao, and at the same time secretly made up his mind to train Zhao Zhao's masculinity.
Ivan Norin subconsciously placed a hand behind Zhao Zhao's head and took a step back. "Ancestor, Hilgavin is still a cub. He... is still young."
It seemed as if she was born with the ability to defend Zhao Zhao. She looked at Mossen Cain and lowered her head silently.
"Hmph!" Zhao Zhao turned his head and made a face at his father.
Looking at the novel wings, Zhao Zhao curiously controlled the little wings to fly around in the air. For a moment, the childish laughter of the cubs rang out in the cold and solemn hall.
Mossen Cain watched his youngest son's outrageous behavior silently, but did not say anything to stop him. He stared blankly at the happy little guy in the air, his thoughts drifting.
"Wow, so lively?" At this time, the second prince, Asher, the second son of the ancestor, walked in slowly. He automatically ignored Ivanoline and Zhao Zhao and only saluted Moshen Cain. "Hello, father~"
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