"Come on, with your black skin, only the mountain leopardess would fancy you."
The mountain cat woman was extremely dismissive: "How can such a vulgar thing like you compare to this young man? At best, you're a brute. Look at this young gentleman, though he's slender and frail."
But see those broad shoulders and long legs; once he's recovered, that lean waist might just show some strength in bed, a taste that could be truly soul-stirring.
It's bound to make one feel the marrow, unforgettable. Such a man is rare indeed, each look being a treasure."
Shu Ci was intrigued by the phrase "marrow taste," silently admiring how this little mountain cat was indeed a gourmet.
She humbly asked: "So, is the tastiest part of him the kidney?"
When he wakes up and recovers his kidney, should it be sliced for charcoal-grilled salt and pepper, or steamed with sesame sauce for fragrance?
