Are you still mad

Xiang Yu's eyes widened, preparing to unleash a witty retort, but before he could speak, a piece of sweet-and-sour rib from a high-level mutated beast was abruptly shoved into his mouth. The flavour burst against his tongue, instantly pacifying him.

Han Xin chuckled, the sound warm and inviting. Seeing Xiang Yu's satisfaction filled him with sudden happiness, and he continued to feed him. His chest felt so warm and he felt contented. If he could live like this with Xiang Yu for the rest of their lives he would be very happy.

Xiang Yu let him feed him with a soft smile gracing his lips. If Han Zhan had seen this, he would have had his mouth agape to the point that a fly could fly in and out without him noticing.

Soon Xiang Yu lay sprawled on the narrow bunk, a contented sigh escaping his lips. He rubbed his round belly and his eyes fluttered closed, a small smile playing on his face.