What? Having a big bone for breakfast, wouldn't that be a bit hardcore, a bit hard to digest?
The siblings said that's a problem for their stomachs to consider, their stomachs are already 20-year-old adults and need to learn to think independently, as for them, as long as they can get the food into their bellies, that's all that matters.
One half-pound bone each quickly made its way into the siblings' stomachs. The big bones were now completely clean, and even the sharpest tongue couldn't scrape off a single strand of meat.
Is that the end of the meal?
Of course not!
They haven't had their first cup of milk tea of the winter yet!
"Slurp..."
A thick straw pierced into the bone, and as they firmly sucked through puckered lips, the fine, slippery, and incredibly savory bone marrow was drawn into their mouths.
The siblings widened their eyes almost simultaneously.
When did the bone have so much marrow?
