"Grumble, grumble," the sound from her stomach became more frequent. Finally, Mu Xingfeng sighed, "Wait here. I'll see if there's something suitable for you to eat."
As he spoke, he stood up and opened the meal Zhang Liang had brought for him.
It was a box of porridge and a boxed meal that he had specially asked for. The boxed meal was simple: two dishes, one meat, and one vegetable. The meat was beef, and the vegetable was green pepper, neither of which was suitable for An Ran in her current state.
Smelling the fragrance of the rice in the air, An Ran gulped, her eyes shining brightly as she stared at the boxed meal in Mu Xingfeng's hand, "Honey, just one box seems a little too little, doesn't it?"
She felt like she could eat at least two, if not three, boxes.
Mu Xingfeng knew the little girl was really starving. He had never seen her this eager before. It was obvious that the food in the mountains wasn't good.
