Yang Yichu obediently walked over and sat on the bed, handing over what he held in his hand, "It's tasty."
Su Mo rubbed his head, "Did you go out hunting?"
Yang Yichu kept his mouth shut and didn't speak, but how could her sharp nose not smell the faint scent of blood on him? Even though he had tried to mask it, Su Mo still detected it.
She opened the can, ate a piece of meat inside, and asked softly, "Doesn't mutant beast meat taste good?"
"Tastes bad."
Tasting bad doesn't mean it's hard to swallow, that was what Su Mo thought. She tilted her head, a strange light flashing in her eyes, "Yang Yichu, do you want to sleep with sister?"
Yang Yichu suddenly looked up at her, his pupils pale with disbelief, "Can I?"
"I'll take you hunting mutant beasts, you eat in one day, then sleep with me for one day, how about that?" she said with a smile, casually picking up a dusty magazine from the nightstand, "Plus, I'll tell you stories?"
