"Awoo awoo."
The tiger cub struggled and twisted in Qin Yuesheng's arms, like a mischievous little cat.
But it was no match for Qin Yuesheng; even if it were to bite, it couldn't break Qin Yuesheng's skin.
In the end, it could only be held tightly in Qin Yuesheng's arms, played with.
I have to say, the fur of this tiger cub really feels nice to the touch.
"Ah Hu, as your master, from now on when I hold you, you must behave well, that way people will think you're cute." Qin Yuesheng pinched Ah Hu's tiger face, not caring whether it understood or not.
Anyone who has a pet would privately act as if they're communicating with their pet.
Ah Hu was the name Qin Yuesheng gave to this tiger cub.
Not very complex, just surprisingly easy to remember.
The Qin family's carriage traveled down the street, seemingly heading towards the Du Mansion.
Qin Yuesheng sat by the window holding Ah Hu, quietly watching the bustling streets and alleys outside.
Not long after.
