Although the taste was peculiar, the little leopard cubs were extremely fond of it. The ten plus basins of fish were finished by Parker, Winston, and the cubs. Thanks to the males' strong digestive systems, nothing happened to them after eating all this nonsense.
While it hadn't gone completely dark outside, inside the tree hole was already pitch dark.
Bai Qingqing hung the wooden block mounted with luminous balls on the wall and continued to sew the baby clothes.
If it was a female baby, she would be born in the cold season. Therefore, she had to prepare more clothing.
While Bai Qingqing was meticulously sewing the baby clothes, the lighting in the tree hole suddenly dimmed, causing her to raise her head. A smile appeared on her face at what she saw. "Winston."
A damp Winston entered the tree hole. When he looked at her sitting on the bed, his gaze instantly turned gentle.
"Like to eat fish lately?"