Accompanied by mocking words, He Qing's face appeared in front of the two black bears.
—This isn't right!
The larger black bear glanced at her and then at the two girls following her. It appeared as if in a daze, like in a dream, then looked back at the now empty food bowl in its arms.
The bowl was made of stainless steel, still speckled with grains of rice mixed with sauce, along with a piece of diced potato. The potato was stewed until soft, spicy and fragrant… The black bear, eyes locked on it, couldn't resist stretching its fuzzy finger to hook the potato and pop it into its mouth.
Only when the soft, mushy texture exploded in its mouth did it suddenly come back to its senses.
It looked at He Qing and murmured, "You… weren't you eaten by me? How come you're still alive?"
