1188 Frozen Little Snakes (1)

Females didn't want the ones they liked to see them looking ugly and disheveled. Similarly, Muir didn't want Bai Qingqing to see him looking weak and forlorn.

Muir paused drinking the porridge, feeling the strong urge to hide on the spot.

When Bai Qingqing saw that, she urged, "Hurry up and eat. Does it not taste good?"

Muir quickly buried his face and continued eating, raising the bowl to block his face, which might have a very bad complexion.

Muir felt so hungry that he could eat an entire behemoth by himself. He kept on chugging down bowl after bowl of meat paste. The more he ate, the hungrier he felt.

There was quite a lot of meat paste in the pot. After he had eaten three bowls, Bai Qingqing stopped him from getting another.

"You haven't eaten anything for one and a half months. You should take it slow. Don't hurt your body," Bai Qingqing explained in a soft voice.