Fish Roe
His eyes could only see the beautiful smiling face of the female in front of him, his ears could only hear her gentle and pleasant voice, and, as he breathed, he could only smell her comforting scent.
âWinston?â Bai Qingqing shook the chopsticks in front of him, and he suddenly woke up, quickly reaching out to grab them.
âUse it like this.â She got closer to him and demonstrated how one should use chopsticks.
Parker got jealous and squeezed between the two of them, pushing Bai Qingqing to the side. âQuickly eat the fish. Iâll teach him how to use it.â
Bai Qingqing abruptly realized that the atmosphere was weird. Parker was her mate, and it seemed a little too much that she had acted so intimately with another male in front of her own mate. However, Winston was her guardian beast and had helped her so much without asking for any returnsâ¦
Ahh! Her mind was in such a mess!
âAlright,â Bai Qingqing said in a soft voice, lowering her head and digging in.
Parker taught Winston in a slipshod manner and then started to dig into his own food. Winston didnât ask much either. He recalled the way Bai Qingqing had held onto the chopsticks and messily poked at the fish in the bowl.
Parker poked open a fishâs stomach, realizing that there was fish roe in it. He dug the entire chunk out and put them in Bai Qingqingâs bowl. âFor you.â
Bai Qingqing felt warm inside. She smiled and said, âThank you.â
Parkerâs tail on the ground started swinging crazily. This sent up dust. Thus, he quickly stopped it.
Winstonâs chopsticks happened to poke a chunk of fish roe, and he dug them out without thinking. As he wasnât good with using chopsticks, the fish roe were all scattered. It was with much difficulty that he managed to pick up a slightly larger piece. He raised his hand, only to realize that he didnât have the right to do something like this, and his chopsticks paused in the air. He then stuffed the fish roe into his mouth.
Parker found more fish roe in his fish and placed them into Bai Qingqingâs bowl once again.
Bai Qingqing said, âDonât give me anymore. I canât even finish the fish in my bowl.â
âThen give me the fish.â As Parker said that he took away a fish that Bai Qingqing had yet to finish. He then went on to take a second one. Bai Qingqing quickly covered her bowl.
âIâve eaten them. Itâs not clean for you to eat.â
Parker said affirmatively, âThey are clean.â
Bai Qingqing felt helpless. She covered her bowl and took out some rich. âFish tastes good too. I like them as well.â
Only then did Parker gave up. However, whenever he managed to find fish roe, he would dig them out and give them to Bai Qingqing at the very first instant. It was only when she was full that he finished her leftovers without despising them.
In the end, the pot of fish was finished with Parker and Winston fighting for the food, not leaving even a single drop of soup behind.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Bai Qingqing gradually got used to the harsh cold in this world. Even though the weather was considered clear today, Bai Qingqing found herself a little unable to sit still. She wrapped herself up tightly and started to build a snowman by the door.
The snow that hadnât been stepped on was all clean and pure white. Bai Qingqing took off her animal skin gloves, scooped up a pile of snow, and rolled it up into a ball.
Parker and Winston were cleaning up the holes around the birdâs shelter. This trap had already been exposed, so it would be useless to restore it. Bai Qingqing told them to build a circle of logs around the place, especially used to coop up the short-winged birds. The soil that had been dug up previously was piled under the roof and could be used to bury the logs.
Seeing that Bai Qingqing was playing with snow, Parker stopped his work and walked toward her. He wrapped his hands around her waist and hugged her from the back.
âWhy did you come out? Donât fall sick from the cold.â
Bai Qingqing tried to pry off Parkerâs hands but failed. So, she just dragged him along as she bent over to dig up more snow. âI wonât. Iâm not cold.â
However, Parker was too heavy, and no matter how Bai Qingqing tried, her hands couldnât reach the ground. With Parker on her back, it felt as if she was a cow plowing the ground.
âHey! Iâm really not cold!â Bai Qingqing gave up and hung on Parkerâs arms.
Parker took a look at Bai Qingqingâs hands and saw that they had turned red from the cold. His heart ached as he held onto them, using his big palms to wrap around her small ice-cold hands.