Xu Qiaoqiao's favorite thing to do is groom the hair on his face; it's very rough and not smooth at all.

She didn't know if other lions' manes were like this, but at least Jun Qi's mane was rough and didn't look good; it lacked luster and looked like withered grass.

Even if it gets wet, it's not very good.

Xu Qiaoqiao has grown up a lot. Although she is now an adult, her size is still significantly different from Jun Qi's.

She had always longed for her own antlers, but unfortunately, females don't have antlers.

Reindeer do seem to exist, but Xu Qiaoqiao looked at her reflection in the water and realized she was clearly not that breed.

"roar."

Jun Qi let out a cry and walked towards Xu Qiaoqiao, a gazelle carcass dangling from his mouth. As he got closer, Xu Qiaoqiao could smell the salty, bloody stench.

"let's go."

Xu Qiaoqiao laughed, and when Jun Qi walked to her side, she called out to him. Looking at his head of golden hair, she really felt itchy to stroke it.

Jun Qi nodded, his mouth filled with something, making his calls somewhat muffled.

After finishing their meal, they would begin their migration again, as the harsh dry season was fast approaching and they needed to find a place with abundant water and soil before then.

Their migration route has remained unchanged for the past few years.

Since the photographers they encountered last time, Xu Qiaoqiao and Jun Qi have run into other filming teams one after another, some filming lion prides, some filming cheetahs, and some filming antelope herds, and so on.

Xu Qiaoqiao and Jun Qi would occasionally wander into their shots, eliciting gasps of surprise. If they were close enough, their exclamations could even be heard.

Why would a lion and a deer get together?

Even the Lone Rangers wouldn't be this surprised.