Her eyes narrowed into a crescent shape, which looked really cute.
What kind of meat is this? It doesn’t look like pork, it doesn’t look like beef, it doesn’t look like mutton, it doesn’t look like...
Huh? Where did the meat come from...
While devouring the kebab in his hand, he asked vaguely: "What kind of meat is this? I walked all the way through this forest, and there didn't seem to be any small animals."
The firelight shone on Jing Liu's face, and his pale face finally became a little angry. He picked up the barbecue skewers in his hands and continued to roll them. When Murong Li finished eating the skewers in his hands, he handed her another skewer.
He pursed his lips slightly and said, "White tiger meat."
After saying that, Murong Li took it, put it in his mouth and chewed it hard. The child said viciously: "I told you to eat me at first, huh, you haven't been eaten by me now."
Suddenly, she remembered that when she thought her life was about to end, the person in front of her saved her.
At that moment, when she saw the person in front of her, she felt inexplicably at ease.
Looking at the white tiger barbecue that Jing Liu was already tumbling and roasting, Murong Li's heart trembled. The man in front of her was poisoned by the soul-eating Gu. Without any inner strength, he actually killed the white tiger...
An inexplicable emotion welled up in my heart.
I was still chewing tiger meat in my mouth, it tasted really good!
After repeating this process, Murong Li finished eating and Jing Liu handed it to her again.
Until, Murong Li's belly bulged up, and she kept shaking her head with a grimace on her face. She didn't want to be bitten to death by the white tiger, but instead be choked to death by the white tiger barbecue.
Seeing her shaking her head, Jing Liu started to eat slowly. His movements were not as rough as Murong Li's.
His movements interpreted the words elegance and nobility. Murong Li supported his chin with his hand and stared at Jing Liu eating. It was a pleasure to watch people eating!
After staring for a while, Murong Li remembered the Tianshan Snow Lotus. She looked towards the puddle and found it was empty. The Tianshan Snow Lotus had disappeared without a trace...
Murong Li was anxious, damn, where did the Tianshan Snow Lotus go?
Jing Liu raised his eyes to understand her thoughts, put down the barbecue in his hand, took out the placed Tianshan Snow Lotus, patted Murong Li on the shoulder, and handed it to her.