Qingyi settled into the head of the table with Lingxi snuggled in his arms, the little one's curious eyes wandering around the room.
Linyue took the seat to his left, while Xueyao slipped into the one on his right.
The cat girl and the fox girl nuzzled against him affectionately, their warm, soft bodies pressing snugly to his sides.
Their tails swayed gently in the air, keeping Lingxi entertained with playful, teasing swishes.
Lingxi, just like her father, was a refined connoisseur — not only of plentiful milk supplies, but also of beast girls, and, of course, their fluffy tails.
Her big round eyes sparkled brightly as her chubby hands reached out to grab the tails of the two women — one as white as fresh snow, the other orange and striped like living fire.
She hugged both tails to her chest with all the strength her little arms could muster, letting out a squeal of pure delight.
