章 1192: Little Snakes Eating Meat

Bai Qingqing entered her own bedding and squatted there, draping her blanket over herself while calmly sitting down and saying, "Bring this bowl back with you too. When you come back, bring a bowl of hot meat paste here."

Muir nodded, changed into his human form, then stood up naked, looking around in the room.

"Your skirts are in the chest," Bai Qingqing said.

These infrequently spoken but ordinary words suddenly made Muir feel touched. His clothes were in the chest. It was where the clothes of everyone in the family were stored. He was also Qingqing's mate and could also put his clothes there.

That was nice.

Muir walked over a little anxiously and saw a corner of his animal skin with one glance. There was no other reason except that his skirt was the most battered and stood out a lot. The tree bark skirt was there as well, placed together with his animal skin.