Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Bai Qingqing leaned against him and said, “I’m hungry.”
“I’ll go prepare breakfast.” Parker got to his feet right away. He merely took two steps, before turning his head back to glance at her. Seeing that she was indeed alive and kicking and still breathing, his lips curled up in a grin and he headed down with a heart brimming with joy.
Winston picked up An’an, whom no one was paying any attention to. The weight in his arms was so light that he panicked. He couldn’t help but lighten his breathing, fearing that if he merely breathed harder, the female baby would be blown away.
He carefully touched An’an with his coarse and large hand, a touched feeling welling up in his chest. He couldn’t help but comment, “She’s so pretty.”
Bai Qingqing: “Err…” Is there a problem with Winston’s aesthetic sense?
But he didn’t look like he was faking it. She stuck out her neck to take another look at An’an. Haiz, she really couldn’t bear to look at the baby straight in the face.
An’an’s eyes were tightly shut, as though she was unable to open them. Her skin was blotched with redness, and it even gave off a tinge of greenness. Moreover, her skin was so wrinkly it made her look like a little old man.
Aye!
She did hear people say that babies typically didn’t look pretty right after they were born. This should be normal, right?
The worried Bai Qingqing suddenly thought of this.
“Is An’an really pretty?” Bai Qingqing asked, curious about Winston’s aesthetic sense.
Winston glanced at her and said with a silly grin on his face, “She’s pretty, just like you.”
Bai Qingqing’s expression cracked. She took yet another look at An’an.
Could it be that she looked like this in Winston’s eyes? Was she, in fact, just like the ordinary females, who only felt that she herself was prettier than others, when, in fact, she was just as ugly as everyone else?
No, no, no. No way. Even in the modern ages, no one had ever called her ugly before. There must be a problem with Winston’s aesthetic sense.
But hearing this from him made her disdain towards An’an to dissipate. Perhaps she would become better looking as the days passed.
“Ah~ Ah~” An’an shut her eyes and wailed.
“Hand her to me.” Bai Qingqing shifted her gaze away and embarrassedly said, “I’m going to feed her.”
Winston lifted the blanket and stuffed the baby inside.
Now that she was experienced, Bai Qingqing helped her baby bite her nipple under the blanket by feel. The baby instinctively started sucking at it. She didn’t have to relieve the awkwardness she went through when she first fed the leopard cubs, for the milk easily flowed out, causing An’an to choke and cough twice.
Bai Qingqing patted her back gently and coaxed softly, “Take it slowly, An’an.”
As female babies weren’t as sharp as male babies, she choked as she drank, spitting milk all over Bai Qingqing’s body. Bai Qingqing asked Winston to hand her a small piece of animal skin so that she could wipe herself.
Her attention was fully focused on her baby, while the two males were fully focused on her.
As Winston gazed at Bai Qingqing, his face imprinted with a claw mark unknowingly revealed a smile. “The stone castle has been completed.”
“Eh?” Bai Qingqing looked up at him with a delighted expression. “Since when? Why did you never mention it?”
“Yesterday. Right after the construction was completed, I was informed that you were going to give birth, so I didn’t get a chance to tell you,” said Winston. Seeing that she looked happy, even if building the house had taken ten times the effort, he would willingly do so all over again.
Bai Qingqing grinned. “Let’s move in when I’m done with my confinement. It’s quite inconvenient living in this tree hole, for without you guys, I wouldn’t even be able to go down.”
“Confinement?” Curtis asked suddenly.
Bai Qingqing said, “We call it confinement where I came from. After women—I mean females—give birth, they will have to undergo confinement. Since An’an is pretty much similar to our babies in that world, confinement will be a good idea.”
In any case, it wasn’t as if she had to work, so postpartum confinement wouldn’t be an issue.
Winston nodded and said with a serious countenance, “Okay, confinement it is. What does it look like? I’ll go and find it right now.”