The aroma of meat permeated the air, tempting one to salivate uncontrollably. Qing Youmeng swallowed inadvertently as she had detected the scent of many herbs since moments ago and asked instinctively from a sense of innate caution, "How come you aren't tasting it first?"
Lin Suqing's hand stiffened as he passed the food, in all honesty, wasn't it just because he knew she was hungry and wanted her to eat first? And he feared that saying it outright would hurt her pride!
"Fine, I'll taste it then."
After all, someone had to eat it, and Lin Suqing unapologetically bit into the deliciously juicy meat. The roasted meat split open, revealing tender flesh that was fragrantly steaming, perfect for a winter's night.
Then he took another stick, sharpened after stripping off the bark, and pierced it through another front leg of the charcoal-grilled wild rabbit. His hand formed a Sword technique as he sliced it cleanly, not wasting even a drop of juice, and passed it to Qing Youmeng.