As the cubs grew older, their preferences and personality traits became even more distinct.
Sangqi had gathered a large bundle of fruit from who-knew-where, all of which happened to be her favorites. Qiao Lie was even more impressive, slithering over while wrapped directly around a massive fish.
The most amusing was Xiya, who, with red-rimmed eyes, draped a large pearl necklace around her neck.
Qiao Xixi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "How long did you have to cry to give Mother this necklace?"
Xiya leaned against her shyly and whispered, "Just for a little while. Actually, Father's pearls are bigger, but he just won't cry."
Sunxiao and the others followed behind the cubs, their arms full of various items. These were all gifts for her. She had wondered why they all rushed out so early in the morning; it turned out they had gone to prepare her presents.
