"Yanyan—can you help me with something?" Welly's voice rang out.
Sally responded, "Sure, I'm on my way."
"Heh~ Listening in on us women talking, that's not very princely of you, King." Mo Ruo picked up a cup with a straw, sipped a golden green iced drink, and widened her eyes, "What is this?"
"Panthea, drink slowly, I'll go take a look in the backyard first." Sally stood up and left.
Mo Ruo savored the drink, "This is really tasty!"
Once Sally entered the backyard, she saw Welly donning an apron, slicing meat into thin, pink and oily strips, arranging them on the plate into the shape of a flower, an appetite pleaser.
"So pretty!" Sally picked up one, threw her head back, and tossed it into her mouth—the taste was fresh, tender, and incredibly delicious.
"Does it taste okay?" Welly picked up another meat flower and fed it to Sally.
