675: The Leopard Cubs Defected

The Leopard Cubs Defected

Bai Qingqing said, "Parker should have prepared one day worth of food for me in the tree hole on the first level. You can just heat them."1

"I'll go right away." After saying that, Winston jumped down through the passageway in the tree hole. Each time he went down by one level, he would grab onto the floor to ease his fall. After a few thuds, he landed on the first level in a few seconds.

By the time Bai Qingqing walked over to the tree hole and looked down, she couldn't see him anymore.

"Howl—"

A few leopard heads popped up from the bottom. Bai Qingqing was overjoyed and quickly pulled them up.

"Ahh, children, it's really good that you guys are still around!" Mommy rubbed their heads vigorously in joy. "Otherwise, Mommy will be in trouble."

"Howl howl—"

The leopard cubs circled their mother happily, bouncing on the bed.

They were already one year old, and their bodies in the adolescent phase were basically set in place. However, their strength would get increasingly bigger, and they'd be able to have the capabilities to protect themselves outside.

Third was still slightly skinnier than the other two, but as they had good food, the difference wasn't big.

Humans weren't the only ones who liked to laze around in bed on cold days. The same applied to animals. When the leopard cubs saw that their mommy's nest was warm, they nudged their way under the blanket.

Bai Qingqing burst out laughing. "Is it cold? Should Mommy make you guys clothes?"

"Howl?" Third was the first one to dart his head out, looking at his mother with gleaming eyes filled with yearning.

"Alright, then. Mommy will make it right away." Bai Qingqing stroked her stomach, supporting her hand on them as she stood up with difficulty. She walked over to the wooden chest and took out the last piece of big animal skin.

This was a piece of wild tiger skin. Its size was a lot larger than the tiger in modern days. One piece of skin would be sufficient to make clothes for the three leopard cubs.

Bai Qingqing liked tiger stripes and could never use it. In order to dress up the leopard cubs the same way, she took it out.

"Hehe, after you guys put it on, you'll turn from little leopards to little tigers~" Bai Qingqing chuckled. It happened that Winston was a tiger. Things would seem very amusing if they were to see each other then.

The leopard cubs pawed at the tiger skin excitedly, making it hard for Bai Qingqing to cut it up. She threw them a smiling gaze. "If you want clothes, then be good and don't move. If Mommy spoils the animal skin, I won't be able to do anything then."

"Howl—"

They instantly stopped touching the tiger skin, but as they were still unable to suppress their excitement, they rolled around crazily on the bed. The tree hole was filled with their cheerful voices.

Winston took a lot of effort before he managed to heat the food. His face was also covered in dirt. However, he was only worried that Bai Qingqing would be annoyed from the wait and quickly came up with the food.

The moment he entered the tree hole, he saw the harmonious scene of the mother and children together. Winston couldn't help but be in a daze, and his soot-covered face softened.

"Howl—"

Males had strong senses. So, instantly, the leopard cubs noticed… the food Winston was holding.

They stopped jumping around and ran up to Winston, surrounding him, but not making a sound.

This tiger wasn't their daddy.

However, they only paused for a while before they quickly howled away to ask for food. They used their actions to prove the immutable truth of what it meant to sell one's allegiance to the highest bidder.

Every time their father brought food for them, they'd be able to get a piece of meat by crying out a few times. This time around, the tiger was the one bringing the food instead. This made them a little uneasy, and they cried out with greater effort.

Only then did Bai Qingqing, who was focused on the sewing, raised her head to take a look. When she saw Winston's face covered in soot, she burst out laughing.

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