He was wearing a simple outfit, but you could tell at a glance that the material was very good. His long sleeves fluttered as he walked. Behind him followed a group of people, and everyone was very respectful to him. However, he acted calm and noble as if everything was supposed to be this way... Mu Ge'er and the other two couldn't help but stop, as they always felt that the man was too noble... It made them feel ashamed of themselves.
When Wang Jin arrived in front of Mu Ge'er, Mu Ge'er was standing at the door. He could enter the attic by just stepping over the threshold.
Seeing them stop, Wang Jin thought that it was because of Mu Ge'er's sloping feet that the threshold was difficult to cross, so he reached out to support Mu Ge'er and said, "Amu, come in. Uncle Qi, you should also be careful about the threshold. I will ask someone to remove it tomorrow."
The boy's careful support and worried expression were exactly the same as in memory. No matter how much the boy had changed, he treated them the same. The three of them looked at each other and went into the attic together.
The three were surprised by the spaciousness and magnificence of the attic.
As soon as they came in, Wang Jin noticed the swaddling clothes in his arms. He carefully opened a small hole and stared at it with his round eyes.
The little beastman showed half of his face from the cradle... What surprised him was not the tiger cub's spotted face, but the baby's white and chubby appearance.
Wang Jin looked at it in amazement and poked it with his index finger. It was soft and tender... like poking a soft dough. Wang Jin was so happy that he poked it again and again with his finger.
The fat baby whined twice in dissatisfaction and buried his face in Mu Ge'er's arms.
Seeing this, Mu Ge'er chuckled, turned around, handed the baby to Wang Jin and said, "Come, Ajin, hold the baby for yourself."
"Me?" Before Wang Jin could react, Mu Ge'er had already stuffed the baby into his arms.
Suddenly there was a soft object in his arms, and Wang Jin froze and dared not move.
Maybe it was because the baby was feeling uncomfortable, but the baby kicked around with its little feet and hands in Wang Jin's arms. Wang Jin just protected the baby and didn't dare to stop him, which made the baby's whole body even stiffer.
He didn't even dare to laugh. He just stood at the door stupidly and stiffly, unable to move a step.
Seeing this, Mu Ge'er laughed out loud: "Ah Jin, you don't look like a father at all."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the attic looked at the stiff Wang Jin, but they all smiled.
Even Qi Ge'er, who had seemed dull and gloomy after losing his loved ones, smiled.
Wang Jin pulled the corners of his mouth stiffly, with an expression asking for help. Qi Geer stepped forward and corrected the little orc and taught Wang Jin: "You should hold it like this, then you will feel more relaxed."
Seeing this, Mu Ge'er smiled and said, "It's okay, Ajin, just be natural. Hu Hu is very healthy. It's okay even if he falls to the ground. He can run by himself."
"?" What did he hear? It's okay even if he fell to the ground
Wang Jin was suspicious, and then he saw the baby in his arms suddenly kicked out of the cradle as if to fulfill Mu Ge'er's words. Wang Jin felt something kicking his arm, and then he saw the baby jump to the ground.
The little beastman who jumped to the ground was no longer a baby, but had turned into a little tiger with short arms and legs. The little tiger tilted its head towards Wang Jin in a silly way, then twisted its tail and quickly ran into the house.