He was an Ocean Beastman; red meat from the land was difficult for him to digest and barely sated his hunger.
During this time, he had never once complained, silently enduring his physical discomfort and leaving all the best meat from the hunt for Bai Wanwan and the cubs.
He had never thought she would notice, much less dared to hope she would prepare something just for him.
Bai Wanwan just gave a faint smile, deflecting the question of her methods. "I have my ways. Just take it with you."
Her smile held a hint of barely perceptible concern.
Jiao Yin felt the Beast Skin Bag in his hands turn scorching hot.
He gripped the bag tightly, his knuckles turning pale from the force.
'How can she be this good?'
'So good that it makes me feel like nothing I do for her is ever enough.'
The fondness and longing hidden deep in his heart surged like a tidal wave, instantly overwhelming all his reason.
