The little white tiger's lips and nose are still pink, and its four little paws are adorably pink as well. It's clearly a newborn white tiger cub, ferociously rushing to Yan Beihan's feet, opening its little mouth and biting the edge of Yan Beihan's skirt.
It roars cutely, desperately trying to show "I'm very fierce".
Without teeth, its little mouth bites the skirt edge, looking up at Yan Beihan, wanting to rescue Little Bear!
Fang Che understood this look.
"Let go of my big boss quickly!"
"I'll bite you to death! I'm fierce!"
The little white tiger roared and bit again, but it didn't damage even a corner of the skirt, only leaving more saliva.
"Ah!"
Yan Beihan was instantly delighted: "How come there's another little thing?"
With a stretch of his hand, he grabbed the little white tiger, lifting it up by the scruff of its neck to take a look.
