Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter - Chapter 367
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Chapter 367: Chapter 365: The Little Panther Cub Becomes a Spirit_1
“Oh, right, that day Huya tried to bite it, so I had three big dogs pee on it. I wanted to find a piece of candy to appease its injured little heart, but I couldn’t find any and fed it a Spirit Enhancing Pill instead.”
Su Qingluo suddenly had a flash of inspiration and remembered that day’s events.
“The Spirit Enhancing Pills strengthen one’s foundations and have a clearing and mind-awakening effect. It might have eaten the pill, which made its brain develop rapidly, making it exceptionally intelligent.”
“Master, you are too extravagant. Spirit Pills are not like jellybeans; you just casually fed it to the little leopard.”
Little Kingfisher laughed in annoyance, lost interest in teasing the little leopard, fluttered its little wings, and flew high into the sky. It then dove from the sky and dove into the water.
In no time, it caught a small fish fry and emerged from the water, flew back to the side of the boat with it, tilted its head back and ate the fish.
“Hey, hey, I didn’t have any candy, okay?”
Su Qingluo enjoyed the seamless movements of the Little Kingfisher and smiled awkwardly while touching her nose.
“You’re willing to use a Spirit Pill made from a thousand-year-old Spirit Plants.”
Little Kingfisher pouted, still unhappy.
“The little guy is quite pitiful.”
Su Qingluo looked at the proud and charming little creature and laughed while explaining, “It was scared by Huya and drenched in dog pee. I was afraid it would have psychological trauma, so I used the spirit pill to coax it.”
“Humph, never mind, it’s already eaten it, can’t spit it out now.”
Little Kingfisher snorted proudly and fluttered its little wings to catch more small fish.
“Ah woo.”
The little leopard had been secretly listening to its master’s conversation, deliberately raising its little ears. Seeing Yin’er fly away, it raised its little head and made a pleasing smile at Su Qingluo.
“Hehe, as expected, it’s spiritually aware now. This cunning little look in its eyes is exactly like Yin’er’s.”
Su Qingluo was amused, squatted down and rubbed the little fellow’s head.
“Ah woo.”
The little leopard enjoyed her caresses, rubbing its head affectionately against her wrist.
“Let’s go back to the cabin, wake up Xuan’er, and eat breakfast.”
The little leopard’s newly grown fur was fine and soft, and felt great to touch.
Su Qingluo gently stroked the leopard’s fur, laughing until her eyes curved.
“Ah woo.”
The little leopard understood and shakily moved its little legs to climb back into the cabin.
“What’s for breakfast?”
Wang Meng stretched lazily and squatted by the side of the boat, scooping up some river water to wash his face. He roughly wiped it dry with his sleeve and considered the job done.
“Let’s eat the flatbreads we brought with us. We don’t have time to cook fish soup now since we need to get going.”
Su Qingluo also washed her face with river water, wiped it dry with a clean silk handkerchief, and took out a small wooden comb to comb her hair.
She was never one to fuss about details and didn’t like to spend time on her hair. So she simply tied it into two braids, checked herself in the water, and happily flicked her braids around.
“Sister.”
Little Prince awoke and saw his sister combing her hair. His large eyes twinkled as he secretly thought about his little plan.
His sister doesn’t like to comb her hair, but when Xuan’er grows up, he can comb it for her.
“Xuan’er, you’re awake, come and wash your face.”
Su Qingluo turned her head and waved at him with a smile.
“Mm.”
The Little Prince crawled out of the cabin, grinning as he approached his sister.
Su Qingluo wrung the water out of the silk handkerchief and handed it to the Little Prince. Seeing him wipe his little face clean, squat down, and carefully wash his hands and handkerchief, she couldn’t help but smile with satisfaction.
The little treasure she had held in her arms since he was a child was really growing up.
“Xuan’er, let’s make do with the flatbreads for breakfast. Sister will make fish soup for you at noon.”
“Mm.”
The Little Prince wrung the water out of the silk handkerchief and handed it back to his sister. His long, thick eyelashes fluttered a few more times, and he obediently nodded his head.