Shen Tang was enjoying her meal, a bit of soup clinging to her lips, and Xiao Jin immediately took out a napkin to wipe it off, considerately asking, "Slow down, no rush. Are you full? Should we have the owner cook another bowl for you?"
After a bowl of hot noodle soup, Shen Tang already felt full. "No need, you should eat more, we have to rest for a while anyway."
Male beastmen have a large physical expenditure, and their appetite is bigger too. Xiao Jin ordered two more baskets of fresh meat buns, barely reaching seventy percent full.
The boy quietly watched the harmonious interaction between the two, seeming like no one could intervene. His long eyelashes lowered, gently stirring the noodle soup in his bowl, creating rings of ripples.
Clearly a starving stray child, but facing the food in front of him, he seemed to have no appetite.
Shen Tang noticed his anomaly and asked with concern, "Is the food here not to your taste?"
