与各种老妇作爱视频

It made sense, considering the mother wolf\'s age. In human terms, she would be at least sixty years old. For her to still be able to give birth was a miracle in itself, so of course, there was no chance she could have much milk.

"Who would have thought that I, the grand bigmonster, would one day find myself playing the role of a wet nurse!" Suming chuckled as he unscrewed the milk bottle and passed the nipple through the bars.

But he wasn\'t offering it to the cub, but to the mother wolf first.

The mother wolf sniffed the scent from the nipple, then somewhat puzzledly stuck out her tongue and licked it.

With a little squeeze from Suming, several streams of milky white fluid squirted from the nipple into the mother wolf\'s mouth.

A few drops of milk trailed down the mother wolf\'s fur, and the little wolf, smelling it, immediately pushed forward, extending its barbed little tongue and furiously licking the milk off the mother wolf\'s fur, making a very strange noise.

"It\'s for the little wolf to drink!" Suming said with a smile.

The mother wolf swiped her front leg, pushing the approaching cub to the side, then bent her head down, licking the milky drops from her fur. Once she had ensured safety, she felt at ease and picked up the cub by the mouth, placing it in front of Suming.

Seeing the nipple approach, the cub let out a \'whine\' and clumsily charged at the nipple, grasping it in its mouth and sucking vigorously.

A stream of bubbles emerged from the bottle with a gurgling sound, and a fair amount of milk dribbled from the corners of the little wolf\'s mouth.

Outside the Wolf Pen, Mr. Song and Mr. Peng, who had been anxiously watching since Suming entered, finally breathed a sigh of relief. Mr. Peng chuckled, "Su really has a knack for this job. It seems there\'s no animal out there that he can\'t handle."

Mr. Song also nodded, adding, "Alright, let\'s leave the wolf to Su. We shouldn\'t crowd around here, lest we scare it and spoil the situation."

Seeing the people outside the Wolf Pen leave, Suming found feeding through the cage too bothersome. He sent a calming wave of spiritual power to the mother wolf, and seeing that she had no objections, he simply opened the small door between the keeper and the Wolf Pen, and crawled inside.

Upon Suming\'s arrival, the Wolf King and a few other wolves glanced his way, but otherwise remained still, showing no signs of objection, and certainly no aggression.

The mother wolf stood up, stretching out in a long, dog-like yawn, then yawned again before settling down, watching Suming feed the little wolf.

Suming sat down against the bars, casually scooping the little wolf into his lap. With one arm securing it, he fed it from the bottle held in his other hand.

At first glance, the little wolf cub didn\'t seem very different from a puppy, but on closer contact, the differences were significant.

Puppy cubs, when they\'re born, have very smooth and sleek fur, giving off an immediately adorable impression; however, the wolf cub was entirely different. It was fundamentally still a wild creature. Although it was covered in fine, soft, ash grey down, sporadically there were longer, harder, and darker wolf hairs poking through the down. With the fur varied in length and uneven, it emitted a wild aura. Holding it felt somewhat prickly, and there was a faint wolf musk about it—not unpleasant, but definitely exuding a wild scent.

The cub\'s head was dark and shiny, and its eyes couldn\'t even fully open, only half-lidded. Yet it had already grown fine, sharp fangs. The fangs protruded out from the sides of the nipple, baring outside its lips, and it looked quite fierce while drinking milk compared to a little puppy cub.

Watching the wolf cub suck on the pacifier with its little sharp teeth, Suming subconsciously touched his own chest, feeling a sudden chill over his nipples.

A few minutes later, Suming felt the cub\'s belly, which was somewhat swollen. He then picked the little guy up by the scruff of its neck and set him down.

The wolf cub was not willing to leave. With its bloated stomach, it couldn\'t stand up, so it lay beside Suming, rolling onto its back, belly up, swinging its little paws toward Suming.

Suming, seeing how small it was, extended a finger and gently pressed on the little one\'s belly. The cub made a comfortable \'woo woo\' sound, and with its two front paws, hugged Suming\'s finger and tried to bring it to its mouth.

Suming felt a ticklish and tingling sensation on his fingertip, along with a little bit of pain, and promptly pulled his finger out of the wolf cub\'s mouth.

The wolf cub was still young, with not much strength, and its teeth hadn\'t fully grown in. Biting Suming was more playful than harmful, so it didn\'t cause Suming any real injury.

"You dare bite me!" Suming said with a laugh, flicking the wolf cub\'s head with his finger. The little wolf whined and rolled over, then wriggled back up and clumsily moved closer to Suming again.

After playing with the little wolf for a while, it finally began to feel sleepy. Suming picked it up and returned it to the wolf den, placing it under the mother wolf. The pup nestled against her belly and soon fell asleep, emitting very soft snoring sounds.

The mother wolf quietly watched over them, her eyes half-open, while the Wolf King and a few other wolves guarded outside, creating a serene and peaceful environment.

The red fox lady living next door lay on the glass window, peeking over with round eyes opened wide, curiously watching the newborn wolf cub.

"How tragic, a single dog... oh no, a single fox!" Suming grinned and teased the red fox.

The red fox gave him a frosty look, stared at Suming for a while, then turned away haughtily, shaking her fluffy tail and swaggered back into the small woods, leaving behind a solitary silhouette.

After the mother wolf gave birth, the zoo simply reassigned Suming\'s duties, allowing him to put aside other work and temporarily become a dedicated nanny.

Although there was less variety in his work, the workload had increased.

If it were someone else, just calming the mother wolf and the extremely energetic cub would consume a lot of time, but Suming didn\'t have this problem. Taking half an hour twice a day to feed milk, his work for the day was generally done.

It was not clear whether it was due to the nutrition of the milk prepared by the zoo or Suming\'s affinity with animals, but in just a few days, the wolf cub had grown significantly stronger and more lively. No longer the shaky little thing from the beginning, it could now run around wildly in the Wolf Pen.

Shuijun Lake was also brimming with life. Boaters suddenly discovered that this lake, which used to be lifeless, seemed to have unexpectedly become home to many varieties of fish.

The newly introduced fish had finally adapted to the environment after a few days and would occasionally pop up to the surface, even performing tricks like the carp leaping over the dragon\'s gate, attracting quite a number of tourists who would bring bread and steamed buns to feed the fish.

If it were just bread and steamed buns, that would be one thing—though it would not really benefit the fish, it wouldn\'t harm them either.

But a few days later, Suming noticed something was amiss!