A normal girl, Yu Wanwan, one day stepped onto the Beastmen Continent. Powerless, she decided to cling to the coattails of the Great White Tiger.
Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Far...
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The winter sky quickly darkened, and the snow fell heavier and heavier. If the cave hadn't been situated on high ground, the entrance would have been completely covered.
Later that evening, the snow stopped. To accommodate Yu Wanwan's height and leg length, Mo Zhou transformed into beast form and used his massive, thick body to push the snow away little by little.
Bai Jing had been doing this job before, but Mo Zhou's physique was clearly more suitable for the task.
Yu Wanwan, wrapped in a thick animal hide, rested her chin on her hand and watched Mo Zhou roll around in the snow.
Bai Jing was preparing dinner in the kitchen.
Tonight's dinner is fish that Mo Zhou caught.
Bai Jing picked out several large fish, gutted and cleaned them, rubbed chili peppers on the fish heads, steamed them in a pot, and pan-fried the fish bodies until golden brown on both sides. He then added water and simmered it until it turned milky white. When it was almost done, he added the side dishes and noodles that Yu Wanwan liked.
The aroma wafting from the kitchen whetted Yu Wanwan's appetite, and her stomach rumbled uncontrollably. She even forgot to look at Mo Zhou and ran into the kitchen to help serve the dishes.
This was the first time the three of them had sat down to eat together like this. Yu Wanwan had never imagined that she would have two family members who were connected to her heart. Mo Zhou and Bai Jing also never imagined that they would have such a beautiful and cute little female, and that they would become family with an enemy race.
Compared to the complex emotions of the two males, Yu Wanwan was much more excited.
She specifically picked a fruit that was full of juice.
This fruit has a hard outer shell and is filled with juice, with no pulp. It is not popular among the beastmen, but Yu Wanwan really likes the taste of this fruit. It has a lingering flavor, like milk. If she had tea leaves, Yu Wanwan would have liked to try brewing milk tea.
Yu Wanwan took out three bamboo cups, poured juice into them, and gestured for Mo Zhou and Bai Jing to raise their glasses.
The two were puzzled, but they still obediently raised their cups.