No one realized how quickly time slipped by.
Before anyone noticed it, two whole weeks had already passed since Su Qinglan had given birth.
The rain was still harsh, but as the weeks passed slowly, it was not continuous and would stop for a period of time before continuing again, and the air in the forest remained cool and damp.
During these days, Su Qinglan had not stepped outside her treehouse even once.
Hu Yan and the others did not allow her to. They were worried the cold wind and rain might harm her weak body in the fragile period after childbirth.
So, she stayed inside warmly.
She spent her days nestled on the large, soft bed with her cubs curled against her chest.
The little ones had grown shockingly fast, as if they had been blessed with some mysterious strength. Their fur was thicker, their bellies chubby, and their tiny paws round and soft.
They looked like two fluffy, plump dumplings.
