Uncle, I'm So Weak

With a swift movement, he dodged Xinbao's bamboo-scented pastry, tilting his head to look at Xinbao. His lips twitched slightly. "Xinbao, could you give me a chance to prepare?"

He was taking a photo!

Upon hearing the voice, the two little ones looked over simultaneously. Xinbao also innocently gazed at him, its round head soft and cuddly, resembling the little junior sister beside it.

Even if Wei Feng felt annoyed, it instantly dissipated. Besides, he wasn't really angry to begin with. Panda nature was like this—eat a lot, laze around a lot; nothing to fuss about.

"Sixth Senior Brother," Zhouzhou waved happily at him, beckoning, "Are you coming up?"

Wei Feng nodded. "Yes."

He quickly climbed up and sat on another tree branch, to avoid crushing it with his weight. After all, whether it was Xinbao or the little junior sister, they were both chubby.

Of course, he had no intention of implying that Zhouzhou was fat. She was just well-fed and adorable!