These lion and tiger, majestic and imposing, are terrifying just by their sheer size, but in front of Qin Miaomiao, they're as obedient as little kittens.
Flanking her on the left and right, the two imposing guardians lie flat on the ground, allowing Qin Miaomiao to sit on them like a throne, stretching their heads toward her insistently, demanding to be petted.
These two are remarkably human-like, staring at her belly with intense focus, occasionally licking the back of her hand with their tongues.
Their moist tongues, which have a few barbs on them, don't prick at all and are surprisingly soft.
Raised like this, their wild instincts seem to have been dulled; they're as gentle as housecats.
But that's only in front of Qin Miaomiao—also including Lu Qing, Mr. Jiu, and Xiao Chen.
Other people? No chance. Take Little seventh, Little sixth, and Little second for example—none can even touch them. Once, Little second tried to pet them, and nearly lost an arm.
