Mo Yan, with a smile, pinched Mao Tuan's fluffy ears and helplessly compromised, "Alright, alright, you are a 'warm man,' not a fierce 'Tiger Mother'! But if you dare to climb into my bed again without bathing, all filthy, I'll find you a fierce Tiger Mother for a wife." By the end, it had turned into a fierce threat.
Mao Tuan was only one year old, which in human age was still a half-grown child who hadn't even fully sprouted fur. Hearing these words, it embarrassingly hurried to cover its face with its paws, looking so adorable it was off the charts!
The crowd couldn't contain their laughter and, mustering courage, reached out to pet Mao Tuan's huge fuzzy head. Ashamed, Mao Tuan couldn't lift its head, not caring about the mischievous hands on it anymore.
It was the first time Mo Yan had seen a shy Mao Tuan. After snapping out of her daze, she couldn't help but burst into laughter. It seemed she had discovered a new fun way to tease Mao Tuan!
