Back in the Underground City, the Little Snow Eagle would often visit Yu Zhizhi at the small tavern. It absolutely loved strawberry crispies and had a lively, clingy personality.
Dracula looked at the Rabbit Clan female. With her dark hair and bright eyes, she asked with such sincerity. But what he couldn't ignore was that she was Xue Yue's mother.
"She's doing well."
She just dearly missed the rabbit standing before him.
Although Dracula couldn't remember the circumstances under which they had the Snow Eagle eaglet, and this lack of control made him instinctively recoil, his attitude seemed to soften at the thought of the Little Snow Eagle.
Water was boiling nearby.
GURGLE, GURGLE. It was bubbling away.
Yu Zhizhi approached, holding a glass. Dracula caught her movement in his peripheral vision and suddenly raised his hand, taking the glass from her.
The freshly boiled water was scalding. 'This little rabbit is going to burn herself.'
