IRDWTSTML [QUICKWEAR] (Edited)

11:2

Holding a large piece of meat in his mouth really affected his conversation. Seeing that the little snow leopard was staring at him stupidly without moving its mouth to eat the meat, Zhan put the meat on the ground again and pushed it in front of Mu Xingchen with his big claws, "This is the most tender and best meat."

No matter how tender and delicious it is, it is still raw meat!!!

Fortunately, the heavy rain washed away a lot of the bloody smell, otherwise Mu Xingchen felt that he would vomit on the spot. He quickly moved back to avoid the meat that Zhan pushed in front of him, "I can't eat raw meat."

Zhan's dark golden eyes narrowed instantly, "Can't eat?" He used his big claws to pull at Mu Xingchen's thin forelimbs, which were so thin that the outline of the bones could be seen, "So you can see your own bones from being hungry?"

A wandering orc without a tribe would certainly not be able to eat cooked meat every meal. They would be lucky if they could find the leftover skeletons of other orcs and eat some of the remaining meat on the skeletons.

But now, a young snow leopard that has just grown up, and is so hungry that it is skin and bones, is so picky that it refuses to eat raw meat. This meat is the freshest meat from its prey.

Mu Xingchen lowered his head guiltily, "I really can't eat it."

It's impossible to make a fire in such heavy rain. Does this little thing want to starve itself to death?

Zhan was a little angry. He pressed the meat with his claws, tore off a piece of meat, held it in his mouth and put it in front of Mu Xingchen, "Eat."

The bloody smell that even the rain could not completely wash away instantly rushed into his nose. The psychological discomfort made Mu Xingchen reflexively turn his head and retch wildly. His stomach was empty and he couldn't vomit anything. After vomiting for a long time, he only vomited some sour water.

Zhan didn't expect Mu Xingchen's reaction to be so big. He was stunned for two seconds, then raised his head to eat the meat in his mouth. His big tongue, which was still stained with a trace of blood, licked the wet head of the little snow leopard.

"Ugh... take it, take it away."

The news that the little snow leopard in the Zhan family refused to eat raw meat and would vomit upon smelling the blood of raw meat spread to the ears of every orc in the tribe in the blink of an eye. All the orcs looked at the little snow leopard, who was lying on the ground pitifully with its tail curled up, with strange and surprised eyes, and their eyes were extremely confused.

Could it be that this little guy has become so skinny because he is picky about food?

Zhan sat in front of Mu Xingchen, flapping his tail anxiously on the ground. He wanted to violently pry open the little snow leopard's mouth and stuff the meat into his throat, but when he saw the little snow leopard curled up in a pitiful ball, these ridiculous thoughts disappeared.

How could orcs not eat raw meat!

Mu Xingchen avoided Zhan's gaze, carefully tucked his tail under his paw, and explained in a low voice, "I really can't eat it raw."

"Squeamish!"

Zhan lowered his head angrily and ate the whole piece of meat cleanly. He licked the blood stains on the short hair around his lips, stood up and ran into the rain.

Thinking about how the stupid leopard had gone to take a bath in the flood just because he disliked the dirt on Zhan's body, Mu Xingchen was a little panicked about Zhan's departure. He stood up tremblingly and scratched the teeth closest to him with his claws, "Where did Zhan go?"