"Not bad! "Mo Chu patted Roundy's big head approvingly. She picked up the plate and pushed some of the second dish into its bowl, and then some into Little Flying Fox's bowl. "Alright, Hurry up and eat!"
Seeing the ribs in his bowl, Roundy's face no longer had the conflicted look from before. Its eyes lit up, and it immediately started to fight with its bowl! Compared to Roundy, Little Flying Fox appeared much gentler.
"Here, have some soup." Mo Yang smiled at Little Chu and scooped a bowl of soup for her. "Little Chu has worked hard."
"How can that be?" Mo Chu chuckled and ate a mouthful of soup. Mmm, the taste of this medlar chrysanthemum ribs soup was really not bad. It was light and had a hint of sweetness. Coupled with the fragrance of the ribs, it was simply appetizing. "I like doing this very much. I don't feel tired at all."
"You still have to eat more to nourish yourself!" Mo Yang naturally wanted her to eat more.
"Okay."