Wu Changkong gave an "oh" and handed the baby girl over.
Who knew that the moment the baby entered Wu Dachui's arms, her little face scrunched up, and she burst into tears with a wail.
Wu Dachui hurriedly tried to soothe her. "Why are you crying? Weren't you fine just now? Don't cry, don't cry..."
The baby ignored him completely and cried even louder, her tiny arms and legs flailing wildly.
Wu Changkong watched from the side, then reached out and took her back.
The moment she returned to his arms, the baby immediately stopped crying.
She sniffled, gazing up at Wu Changkong with wet green eyes.
"This..." Wu Changkong had a bit of a headache.
Wu Dachui, on the other hand, laughed. "She thinks you're her mother."
"Really?"
"Didn't you see how calm she got the moment she was in your arms? This little one's clever."
"Maybe you're actually right." Wu Changkong helplessly tugged at the corner of his mouth.
He had read in books before that many soul beasts regarded the first living thing they saw after hatching as their parent.
Not to mention that he still carried the scent of the eggshell.
This baby girl probably really had mistaken him for her "mother."
"I'll feed her." Wu Changkong sat down in a chair, letting the baby lean against his chest while freeing one hand to pick up the small wooden spoon.
As if she knew it was time to eat, the baby stared fixedly at the bowl of warm milk, her little tongue poking out again and again.
Wu Changkong scooped up a small spoonful, blew on it, and carefully brought it to her lips.
The baby took the edge of the spoon into her mouth and suckled noisily.
Before long, the spoon was empty.
He scooped