Chen Ying was startled, beads of sweat appeared on Mao Mao, and upon closer look, realized it was Bai Bingyang.
"Fourth girl, what are you doing?"
In terms of size, Bai Bingyang was the largest, but in terms of age, it was indeed the youngest.
"Roar" Bai Bingyang made a sound in a low voice, dragging Chen Ying to a secluded place, "Roar roar, what's wrong with my son?"
The smile on Chen Ying's face gradually disappeared. He looked at Bai Bingyang, who seemed a little uneasy, and sat down to hug its neck.
"What's going on, weren't you indifferent to those cubs?"
"Roar, those are my children!" Bai Bingyang awkwardly emphasized this point. It didn't like the smell on those cubs, but that didn't mean it didn't want to see them at all. If that were the case, it wouldn't have fed them milk in the first place.
