Then it stretched its neck and let out an anxious and loud "owooo—owooo—" sound towards Lin Yu'an, who was sitting by the fireplace, carving a wooden bowl.
"Alright, alright, I heard you, little gluttonous bear." Lin Yu'an was amused by its look of being awakened by the aroma. He put down his work and got up to walk towards the supply box.
"Your little nose is really sharp, but that pot of soup is my lunch. Your deluxe meal will be ready soon, and we'll have our meal together today."
He skillfully began the process of preparing milk. This time, he did not provide a detailed explanation, but quietly and attentively completed each step.
Soon, a bottle of warm and generously-portioned deluxe bear meal was ready.
December couldn't wait any longer, anxiously circling around his feet.
Seeing the bottle ready, it immediately stood on its hind legs, its front paws on Lin Yu'an's leg, looking up and making urging whimpers.
