Chapter 1176: Nesting hen

Although he could not die of thirst at home, the nature of the blood made Moore do the same.
The voice reminded Bai Qingqing of the old hen in her nest, and she suddenly burst out laughing.
I don't know when the eggs hatch, and go and catch the eagles by myself. Will Muir fry the feathers and protect the cubs like a hen?
Hey, no, I couldn't help but laugh more and more.
Bai Qingqing's stomach was so painful that the smile on his face was so distorted that he couldn't stop laughing.
Moore and Vinson both cast doubtful eyes. Is Qingqing happy? Why do they always make them laugh so deeply?
Bai Qingqing sank half of his face into the quilt, concealing the uncontrollable smile on his face, leaning on the tiger beside him.
"Curtis is asleep?" Bai Qingqing asked with a smile.
Vincen put a foreleg on Bai Qingqing and made a hug gesture. Then the tiger's body became a strong man, making this embrace more stable.
Vincent hugged Bai Qingqing to his chest and lay on it, stroking her back for a moment, "Well, I went to sleep last night.
"It's really early for him to sleep this year." Bai Qingqing pouted, but she had no regrets before giving birth to Curtis.
Although this baby was not Curtis's, for some reason, she just thought that Curtis should be there, perhaps because the difference was months.
Vincent's hand moved slowly to Bai Qingqing's abdomen, and was about to pull up her skirt to reach out and touch. Bai Qingqing stiffened, and softly started to pull him away.
"Why are you?" Bai Qingqing glared at Vinson pretending to be angrily, disguising her guilty conscience.
The belly of the newly born child was even disgusted by herself. She didn't want to leave a bad impression on her partner.
Vincent didn't know where he was annoying his partner. He was a little flustered, but his heartbeat accelerated when he was glared.
Qing Qing's eyes are really beautiful, and they are so charming when they stare at them. They don't look angry but seduce.
Did he hurt her?
Vincent thought so, he wouldn't touch it, and the deep, rough sound of the voice showed a strong tenderness: "Okay, I don't touch it. Are you hungry? I'll cook breakfast for you, what do you want to eat?"
Bai Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief and thought for a while: "I want to make a soup made by a bird with a broken wing and a bird soup."
Vincent laughed: "Knowing that you like soup, the soup has been simmered long ago, so I will serve a bowl."
If it weren't for making food in the middle of the night and adding firewood in Kang, Vinson would not fall asleep until dawn.
"Hmm," Bai Qingqing nodded happily, licking his dry mouth, and said again: "I still have to rinse my mouth."
"it is good."
Vincent carefully crawled out of the bed without letting out a trace of warmth.
There was too much blood loss during labor, and Bai Qingqing's body was weak. As soon as Vincent left, her quilt quickly cooled.
Lying on the bed, looking at the dry and white stone slabs not far away, Bai Qingqing wanted to climb over very desperately, there must be warm.
The scent of the bird soup smelt out, and the leopard cubs smelled and moved to the mother without going to the kitchen.
"Aoao!"
Bai Qingqing was like seeing a savior, and he quickly lifted the quilt out of a small mouth, urging: "Come in, my mother will freeze to death."
"Oh ~" The little leopards were very clever and immediately drilled into the bed.
They ran all the way in the cold wind, their hair cold and silky, and they shivered Bai Qingqing as soon as they came in. Soon the cold hair was ironed by the hot bodies of the leopard cubs, which made the bed warm again.