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

Cub……

In the darkness, heavy breathing came.

Forcibly suppressing the extreme pain caused by the confusion, Mu Cheng clenched his teeth, veins popping out.

"Is that Uncle Mu?"

Although his mind was already exploding and countless buzzing sounds were surrounding his ears, Mu Cheng could still clearly hear the clear milky sound.

His body was faster than his consciousness, and Mu Cheng stood up suddenly and looked towards the source of the sound.

With the light behind him, Mu Cheng could only vaguely see a small, somewhat rounded figure.

As for the tall figure next to the little guy, Mu Cheng subconsciously ignored it.

Miaomiao only heard a gust of wind at the door, and the next second she was held tightly in the arms of a black shadow.

Wen Rufeng reflexively raised his hand to stop Mu Cheng, but he didn't expect Mu Cheng to be faster. He hugged the cub and ran away. He also knocked Wen Rufeng out, kicked hard, and closed the door.

Miaomiao stared blankly at the closed door, moving her legs to get out, but was tightly restrained in Mu Cheng's arms.

"Good boy, don't move. Uncle won't hurt you."

Mu Cheng lowered his voice and gently comforted the cub.

But in this situation, Mu Cheng's comfort did not work. Instead, the little guy became aggrieved because of the dark environment and the familiar people leaving his side.

Miaomiao struggled uncomfortably, and the little chubby boy cried out. While crying, he fluttered his short legs: "Help, help! Uncle, don't eat Miaomiao, Miaomiao is dry and not good at all." tasty."

The plump and plump child was crying and talking about how dry he was, trying to make the uncle lose his appetite.

Mu Cheng was also in contact with a cub for the first time. He had no experience in coaxing children. He immediately panicked and could only helplessly let the little guy beat himself.

"Don't cry, why would I eat you? I won't."

Mu Cheng stuttered a little and carefully comforted Miaomiao.

The excited little kid stopped crying when he heard this, sniffed and raised his face pitifully: "Really?"

Finally I stopped crying.

Mu Cheng seemed to have been granted amnesty and nodded quickly: "Of course."

Sensing Mu Cheng's subtle connivance, the little guy who was accustomed to hitting snakes with a stick immediately puffed out his chest, pursed his lips, and made a delicate request.

"Can you please turn on the light? Miaomiao is afraid of the dark."

"Open, of course it can be opened! Is your name Miaomiao?"

There were lights in the house, but Mu Cheng thought the lights were too annoying and gave people headaches, so he turned them off. Now that he had the cub in his arms, Mu Cheng felt his aching head relax. I won’t refuse to agree to Miaomiao’s request.

She turned on the light with a click, and suddenly the bright light flashed in her eyes. Miaomiao subconsciously covered her eyes. After she got used to the brightness, she put down her hands and looked at Mu Cheng curiously.

Mu Cheng has an outstanding appearance, with a high nose and fair skin. If you ignore his nervous expression, he looks like a noble and elegant young man.

"How are you? Are you still afraid?" Mu Cheng asked Miaomiao.

Miaomiao shook her head: "I'm not afraid anymore."

Mu Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."

After doing this, Mu Cheng had time to check his condition.

The originally chaotic spirit suddenly became extremely calm, as smooth as if it had been combed by a comb.

Lowering his head and looking at the little cub in his arms, Mu Cheng took a serious look at Miaomiao.

It seemed that he had just been frightened and had lost his golden beans. The little guy's eyes were red, with tears hanging from the corners of his eyes. He looked wet, and his fleshy face was drooped, looking pitiful.