Xiaowang takes the initiative to help Li Younan when he has free time. Little White Cabbage's milk isn't plentiful, but in this day and age, it's not a big deal. Feeding little Shengjiang specially formulated milk powder will suffice.
As the bottle's nipple nears little Shengjiang, its moist nose rubs against Li Younan's wrist, carrying a probing warmth.
After feeding, a damp towel wipes the milky residue from its mouth corner. It extends a pink, barbed tongue, licking Li Younan's fingers—a rough yet soft warmth that gently tickles.
In the following days, during supplementary feeding, little Shengjiang seemed to recognize the shape of the bottle. Upon hearing footsteps, it would poke its head out from under Little White Cabbage's belly, nostrils damply flaring.
Once the nipple touched its lips, it would actively take hold and suck with noticeably more strength, no longer in fits and starts.
