"Just look at those tiger cubs if you don't believe me."
Molly spoke in a hushed tone as she secretly pointed out to Bai Qingqing.
Several little tigers were jumping merrily around the adults. Bai Qingqing remembered them as the tiger cubs who would play with her babies occasionally back then. At that time, they were more or less of the same size.
But after the cold season had passed, the tiger cubs didn't seem much different. Upon careful observation, one could see that although their bone structures had increased in size, they had less flesh now; even through that layer of fur, the bones underneath could be seen.
"Why are they still so small?" Bai Qingqing, too, lowered her voice. She didn't dare to talk about the petiteness of her own cubs now.
That was bound to incur others' wrath.
