Su Qinglan and Xuan Long were still alone on the mountain path.
Suddenly, she felt the cubs stirring inside the basket. She immediately removed the cloth covering it and found three pairs of wet, round eyes looking up at her.
It seemed all of them were very hungry. They started whining and reaching out toward her, making it clear they wanted to drink milk.
Su Qinglan suddenly froze. She realized she had been so rushed to leave the house that she did not bring their milk bottles or the milk formula at all.
She let out a long sigh and looked at the babies.
"Are you guys hungry?" she asked softly. The three cubs nodded their little heads frantically.
Xuan Long peeked into the basket and then looked at her. Seeing her worried face, his gaze dropped to her chest. "The milk is right here, isn't it?" he asked plainly. "Why are you sighing?"
Su Qinglan's face turned red, and she immediately slapped his chest.
