You call this skinny?
Yang Qi looked at Tuantuan's still-plump body—so round it could roll like a ball—and suppressed a laugh, forcing himself to reply.
"Hmm, now that I take a closer look, you do seem a little 'skinnier.' Not as stout as before. Tuantuan, have you not been eating properly? That won't do. You need to eat more."
"Ying ying~"
The giant panda immediately nodded in agreement.
[I want to eat a lot and sleep a lot, eat lots and lots.]
As it "spoke," it waddled slowly toward Yang Qi with its pigeon-toed gait, a cunning glint in its black-bean-like eyes, and whined in a "negotiating" tone.
[That... that super, super yummy fruit...]
[Two-legged Beast, could you give me a little more?]
[If I eat a lot, I'll grow bigger and stronger. Then I can help you chase away the bad Two-legged Beasts in the future.]
'Heh, it's even learned to bargain and show its loyalty at the same time.'
