"There's nothing left to eat." Xiu Xi skewered the cleaned wild chicken on a branch to roast it, turned around to pull her to his side, making sure she was within his line of sight, before he continued, "From now on, don't eat any."
He didn't like eating mice himself – firstly, they had little meat, and secondly, the taste was mediocre. It was just that when he first arrived in this world, his body was too weak to hunt, and he could only pick up some mice to eat. He didn't know if it was good luck or bad luck, but every time, he ended up encountering her and even let her see everything clearly.
"Mmhmm, don't eat them anymore, I'll hunt meat for you," Ruan Jiaojiao chimed in, her eyes fixed on the wild chicken.
The fire was strong enough, and the pheasant roasted quickly, turning the outside layer pitch black. As Ruan Jiaojiao was hungry, having only eaten fruit for a day and a night with no other sustenance, she surprisingly found the charred pheasant quite fragrant.