The General's Darling Is Delicate-Chapter 376 - 239: Good Doggie, Don’t Cry

"Can you stop crying?"

The baby in the swaddle, delicate like a porcelain doll.

But this porcelain doll kept scrunching up its little face, crying loudly, afraid that if it cried any longer, it would run out of breath.

Ying Ce was speechless and helpless.

He was always calm and gentle, but the world feared him, no matter how softly he spoke, no one dared to be impudent in his presence.

Oh, except for Little Seven.

But it could only be Little Seven.

As for this little wolf cub...

Pinching his temples with jade-like fingers, his tone finally revealed a hint of impatience, "Cry any more, and I’ll throw you to the wolves."

The little baby paused, that perpetually scrunched-up little face finally relaxed.

As if understanding the threat, it stared with big round eyes.

Ying Ce paused too.

He instinctively thought, boys should be like his annoying father.

However, the moment this little kid opened his eyes, Ying Ce realized that these phoenix eyes with hooked corners, upturned tails, were identical to his Little Seven...

Ying Ce stared dazedly at those eyes.

Lips as faint as begonia petals slightly curled.

And in that moment, obviously just two hours old, the little baby acted like a perceptive little adult.

The corners of its lips curled up, and with a "waa—", it cried again.

Even louder than before.

Ying Ce was currently in the forest.

He glanced around, his crystal-like complexion faintly blushing.

Then he awkwardly cradled the little baby, coaxing, "Good doggie, don’t cry, don’t cry."

As soon as the words ’doggie’ were mentioned.

The baby’s pupils widened, crying became deafening.

Ying Ce: "..."

Does it dislike the name ’doggie’?

But, that’s the name its father gave, so what’s the point of crying?

He pinched the baby’s cheek, "Your father wants to call you smelly doggie, remember?"

The baby still kept crying nonstop, Ying Ce gradually felt annoyed.

Yong Ye, who had just caught up from the shadows, couldn’t bear it anymore and stepped out, "Master, even if you call him fragrant doggie it’s useless, he’s hungry."

Yong Ye really didn’t want to use the word inhumane to describe his master.

But, master somehow snatched a newborn baby, clearly just born not long ago.

What strange, suffocating hobby is this?

No longer tangling with that Great Xia princess, switched to stealing babies?

Yong Ye had a headache.

"Hungry?" Ying Ce frowned slightly, "Get some fruit and vegetables, meat isn’t easy to digest."

Yong Ye: "?"

What, meats aren’t digestible, but fruits and vegetables are?

Yong Ye deeply felt pity for this baby, falling into master’s hands, might just kick the bucket one day.

Hence, he kindly reminded, "Master, how do you think he should eat fruits and vegetables?"

Ying Ce was already annoyed by the baby’s crying, now hearing Yong Ye’s nonsense, was just short of kicking him.

How to eat, of course, with the mouth!

Do I really have to feed him myself?

He looked cold, a look of not wanting to deal with Yong Ye, "Hurry up."

Yong Ye was about to cry, "Master, he hasn’t grown teeth yet! Can’t eat meat, can’t eat fruits or vegetables either! This...ahem, this baby should be breastfed!"

He almost directly said, return the child to wherever you stole him from, quickly.

Otherwise, this baby in your hands, today vegetables, tomorrow fruits, sooner or later you’d kill him...

"Breastfed?"

Ying Ce thought of Little Seven’s skinny frame, shook his head, "His mother doesn’t have any, find a wet nurse."

Yong Ye slapped himself twice.

Blabber mouth!

Busybody!

Eats vegetables or fruits, what’s your business!

Nicely, he took on a heavy burden!

Wet nurse...

Where to find one?

Yong Ye descended the mountain confused.

The baby continued to cry earth-shatteringly.

Not far away, suddenly the howls of wolves sounded, Ying Ce sighed, and with the baby in his arms disappeared in a flash.

By the time Yelyu Lie arrived on Jifeng, the place was already deserted.

But the aura on the baby hadn’t dissipated, he was already very sure, without doubt, the madman who took his son was Ying Ce!

Many times, he always comes and goes without a trace, could it be an Instant Teleportation Technique?

Yelyu Lie got off the giant black wolf, circled the place to investigate, more convinced of his guess.

He rarely uses the Wolf Clan for anything, but Nuannuan had not yet awakened, if she found out her son was lost...

Yelyu Lie dared not imagine, no matter the cost, before Nuannuan wakes, he must find the child!

The dense forest, a spectacle of hundreds of wolves moving as a pack cannot be understated.

Ying Ce felt a sense of being cornered.

He stood atop the mountain, watching the swarm of wolves below, gradually furrowing his brow.

And the baby in his arms was still crying.

He glanced down at the scrunched-up little face, voice calm, "Otherwise, I’ll strangle you."

Strangle, he said it so casually.

As if discussing what he ate today.

The little guy seemed to sense something, stopped crying and burped.

And those jade-like hands, cold and desolate, rested on the chubby neck...

But as he gazed into those bright phoenix eyes, he pondered for a moment and then just squeezed the layers of soft flesh on the little neck.

Of course, this action in Shen Ruosui’s eyes, looked even crazier!

"Ying Ce—"

On the mountaintop, suddenly appeared a stunning woman.

But the woman’s hair was slightly messy, as if someone had roughly handled it.

Ying Ce was full of curiosity about this suddenly appearing woman.

No fear at all.

The depth of his pupils only held confusion.

Seeming to not understand, why she suddenly appeared, and how she knew his name.

"Stop being obstinate!" the woman said with a heavy face, "It’s never that girl you can’t let go of, it’s your own cocooning obsession!

Otherwise, though you know she’s not the Seventh Princess of Great Xia, why do you keep calling her your Little Seven?"

Ying Ce’s eyes flashed with a hint of surprise.

But the surprise made Shen Ruosui want to spit blood.

He said, "If not call Little Seven, then what? She hates it when I call her Nuannuan."

Shen Ruosui: "!!!"

Geez! Geez!!!

Is the issue really about what to call her?!

Does this person only choose to hear what he wants?

Everything else?

He just ignores it?

If you don’t face this person, you’ll never know just how maddening they are.

Shen Ruosui initially thought the Little Princess seemed overly emotional in his presence.

Look at how well the Barbarian General handled it.

Stay calm.

Best to treat him as foul-smelling dog shit, when he finds himself boring, he won’t bother anymore...