Little bear cub?!
Lu Wang couldn't stand it anymore!
Your whole family are bear cubs!
He is the Black Bear Spirit! The strongest confidant of the Demon Lord!
A fierce beast that had defeated thousands of Heavenly Soldiers and Generals!
"Roar—" Lu Wang opened his mouth, just about to curse Qingmei.
The next second, a plum blossom cake was stuffed into his mouth.
"Hmm?" Lu Wang was stunned.
What is this, it smells so good.
Qingmei smiled: "Not causing trouble anymore? Animal cubs are just like children, they throw a tantrum when they're hungry."
"Your Highness, please rise for breakfast, I'll take care of cleaning up this little bear."
Afterwards, Bai Zhi'er watched in disbelief as Qingmei took Lu Wang away.
Lu Wang stretched out his bear paw, biting the plum blossom cake, and his round little bear eyes showed a signal for help.
Bai Zhi'er forced a smile and said, "Sister Qingmei, you should put him back, what if he bites someone."
