Fast forward to two and a half years old: The villain boss is obsessed with raising cubs

"Why are you crying?"

Song Wan, who was instructing the waiter to place the decorations, caught a glimpse of Miaomiao crying and frowned hesitantly. He was afraid that his attitude would be too cold and might scare the cub, so he asked in a softer voice.

Seeing the adults coming, the red-eyed little Miaomiao seemed to have a backer. She twitched her red nose and pointed at the night pearl to complain. Her little fleshy hand patted the pearl mercilessly twice, but she didn't want to use too much force. , this time it actually hurt my hand.

Stealing chickens will not lose rice.

The mermaid cub became even more sad, with a small mouth and a pitiful look at Song Wan with wet eyes, unable to hide the grievances in his eyes.

When Song Wan saw such aggrieved eyes, he still couldn't understand what the little guy meant. He didn't care about his image in the eyes of his tribe. He stretched out his hand to hold the cub in his arms and patted the little guy's back soothingly. .

"Be good, little fish. It won't hurt anymore if you rub it."

The big and generous hands held the cub's small hands and kneaded them gently.

The soft cub lay in Song Wan's arms, twitching and pointing at Ye Mingzhu. Although he was babbling and didn't know what he was talking about, he always felt that the scolding was very dirty.

Song Wan looked at the indignant little guy with gentle eyes, shook his head in his heart, and couldn't stop laughing.

As expected, he is still a cub that has just hatched out of its shell and is very angry.

"Ah, puff, puff!" Miaomiao is in pain, hurry up and hit this Zhuzhu.

Clenching her fists, Miaomiao pretended to be vicious and made a punching motion, which looked tough and fierce.

Song Wan followed the cub and put his hand on the luminous pearl. With a slight push, the luminous pearl suddenly turned into ashes.

"Is this okay? Huh?" Song Wan lowered his eyes and looked at the cub inquiringly.

Miaomiao's eyes widened, looking at the beads that had turned into a pile of ashes, and then at Song Wan, her round eyes full of disbelief.

No more?

The pearls whizzed and disappeared?

The little guy stretched his head and grabbed Song Wan's hand, turned the back of his hand over and over, and then put his little hand on Song Wan's palm to compare, as if to say why he was not so powerful.

Song Wan's lips curled up slightly: "The fish cubs will be so powerful in the future."

He believes that the fish cubs will be more powerful than him when they grow up.

Song Wan stroked Miao Miao's golden and chubby tail. Not to mention, the tail was slippery.

Miaomiao felt a little itchy and couldn't help shaking her tail and giggling, revealing a toothless smile that was sweet and soft, like a piece of marshmallow.

Song Wan couldn't help but stretch his eyebrows after seeing it, and his mood became much lighter.

"Brother! Big brother!"

The clear voice of the young man outside the door was as clear and clean as the gurgling water in the mountains.

Looking outside, it was Wenling. He ran in happily, and Yan Ye was with him.

"what happened?"

With a solemn look on his face, Song Wan returned to his usual cold and majestic appearance, and he asked calmly, his voice low and magnetic, and there was no hint of the gentle and doting look just now.

"When will the naming ceremony of the fish cubs begin? Everyone in the tribe is asking us."

Wenling stretched out his hand to tease Miaomiao and asked Song Wan curiously.

Little Miaomiao stared at Wen Ling's white fingers, and stretched out her hand to grab it, but she was always a little slow.

But the little guy is not angry either, and will continue to catch when he catches something empty. The main thing is to have a stable mentality.

But Song Wan couldn't see Miaomiao being "bullied", so he grabbed Wenling's shaking hand and brought it to Miaomiao.

Miaomiao quickly grabbed Wenling's hand, just like a kitten grabbing its beloved cat-teasing stick, and smiled with satisfaction.

Seeing this, Song Wan put away his hand and took the time to answer Wen Ling's question: "The naming ceremony of the fish cub cannot be careless. There are many things that need to be prepared. The ceremony will be held in half a month."

"Half a month."

Wen Ling frowned and thought for a while, "Okay, then I have to look for anything good these days."

When the time comes, give Miaomiao a gift at the naming ceremony.

Their mermaid clan did not choose their own names, but relied on their ancestors to give them names.

Every year, the newborns of the mermaid clan go to the place where their ancestors died for a naming ceremony.

But now, because no mermaid babies have been born for a long time, the mermaids have not held a naming ceremony for many years.

Now that Miaomiao is here, the naming ceremony must be held again.

"Yubai, what do you like? Tell daddy and he will find it for you."

Wen Ling approached Miaomiao and asked with his eyes wide open.

Miaomiao tilted her head innocently: "Wow?"

What are you talking about? I don't understand.

Only then did Wen Ling remember that the little guy couldn't speak yet.

With a roll of his eyes, Wen Ling pinched the cub's chubby face and coaxed: "Call daddy, and he will bring you delicious food."

Miaomiao: "Ah poof——"

Wen Ling spit on his face.

Wen Ling closed his eyes and wiped his face. He was not angry at all. Instead, he continued to coax the child with a smile: "It's dad, no, pfft."

Miaomiao felt that her tongue was out of control, she opened her mouth and moaned for a long time, and finally spat on Wen Ling's face again under Wen Ling's expectant gaze.

Blinking his eyes, he looked at Wen Ling wiping his face helplessly. The little guy realized belatedly that he seemed to be in trouble. He hurriedly covered his mouth, and then looked at Wen Ling with a guilty expression and a cowardly expression. Small appearance.

It's just pathetic and cute.

Wenling took a deep breath and spit it out helplessly.

How could he be angry with the little guy?

As a qualified father, he must be patient.

"Forget it, you're still young, don't worry."

Take your time and you'll learn it one day.

After spending some time with Miaomiao, Wenling and Song Wan had something to do, leaving only Yanye and the waiters to accompany Miaomiao in the palace.

The waiters concentrated on their work, and Yan Ye had a silent character, so the palace became quiet.

Miao Miao stared at Yan Ye curiously.

This brother is so beautiful.

Yanye felt a little embarrassed by the cub's direct gaze, and his fair cheeks turned slightly red.

"Ahh~" Let's play together.

Miaomiao took the initiative and stretched out her chubby hand to grab Yan Ye's hand.

The warm touch came from the fingertips, and Yan Ye's pupils trembled slightly. Looking at the little cub, his heart suddenly became eager.

After checking that there was no one around, the boy, who was always as cold as water, half-crouched in front of the cub and coaxed in a gentle tone.

"Zai Zai, call me daddy——"

Miaomiao blinked and opened her mouth to save face: "Ah poof~"

This time, Yan Ye didn't drool all over his face.

Yanye was very patient and continued to teach: "Call daddy."

"Ah poof~"

"Call Dad."

"Puff~"

"Call Dad."

"Pfft~"

Yan Ye paused, looked at the proud little fat boy, and finally gave up.

As the saying goes, nothing is difficult in the world, as long as you are willing to give up.

Let your elder brother worry about learning to speak.