Yu Mian knew that there were quite a few delicate and bad-tempered animals that were extremely picky eaters.

I don't eat meat that's too big, and I don't eat meat that's not fresh.

Could this big lion in front of us also be a picky eater?

"Are you really not going to eat?"

Yu Mian held the piece of meat again, waving her little hand in the air.

Sunlight shone on her fair wrist, reflecting a shimmering glow.

Upon witnessing this scene in the laboratory, Dean Zhao took a deep breath.

"My God, what is she trying to do?"

Yu Mian didn't realize at all that her actions were no different from teasing a dog.

To treat a dictator and tyrant like a dog, they really have no fear of death.

Even if Di Xingyan held back his temper just now, it's time to teach her a lesson.

Upon witnessing this scene, Dean Zhao closed his eyes, unable to bear seeing Yu Mian's tragic end.

So much so that no one noticed as Yu Mian's delicate, fair hand gently waved in front of Di Xingyan.

The golden lion's beastly eyes gradually focused and turned into vertical pupils.

His breathing was slightly rapid, and the tip of his nose was moist.

Even he himself didn't realize it.

The body reacts faster than the brain.

He opened his mouth and took a bite of the food that Yu Mian was holding.

By the time Di Xingyan realized what was happening, the food was already in his mouth.

He instinctively wanted to vomit. Ever since he developed anorexia, no matter how delicious the food was, it tasted like cardboard to him.

It tasted so bad it made me want to vomit.

Even the food prepared by the world's top chefs hired by the royal palace remains the same.

However, the moment Di Xingyan's tongue touched the food...

The golden lion paused, its golden eyes widening slightly in shock.