Perhaps truly tired, the chubby cub who just had his Little Pipi touched merely rolled over, leaving a suspicious trail of drool at the corner of his mouth, then he wrapped himself in his blanket and fell back into a deep sleep.
Laughing lightly, Ji Nuan dressed and climbed down from the kang bed. The rain outside kept drizzling down. The moist air was incredibly fresh, causing Ji Nuan to comfortably take several deep breaths, feeling as if all the stale air in his chest had been expelled.
There was still a lot of food in the storage room, but most of it was meat. There were not many purple fruit and stinky fruit powder left. To reward the hard-working chubby cub, Ji Nuan specifically took some purple fruit, green bull beast meat and pickles.
Back in the kitchen, he first steamed the purple fruit rice, then proceeded to process the green bull beast meat and rinse the pickles.
