By the time the girl left Dudian had finished eating all the mushrooms and mushrooms in his stone trough. The grass which looked like weeds wasn’t as hard to swallow as he had imagined. The taste was bitter but not rough, it was easy to swallow after chewing.
After eating he leaned against the iron pillar and continued to daydream.
Time passed by quickly as he was immersed in his thoughts. When Dudian felt hungry in his stomach, the cell door opened again. It was the white dress of the girl. Her dress was fluttering and her face was serene and beautiful, she looked like an angel. She was almost like a pair of wings and a halo.
The girl pushed the dining cart to feed the cage. Her clothes seemed to float up as she walked. Her well-developed chest carried a different kind of temptation.
However, Dudian’s taste was more mature. He didn’t feel anything towards this kind of young girl. Especially when he knew her true colors under her white dress.
