Now, only a thin layer of clear and boiling wolf oil, like melted amber, remains in the pot.
Lin Yu'an glanced back at the little bear, and at the moment their eyes met, the little bear did not dodge, just quietly looked back.
Its gaze was as pure as an uncarved piece of black jade, reflecting the warm firelight of the fireplace and the busy figure of Lin Yu'an.
It seemed to be silently memorizing this creature that gave it warmth and safety.
Lin Yu'an's heart was touched once again, and he softly added a segment of his analysis in front of the GoPro on his chest, with a barely noticeable sigh in his voice.
"You see, it's just watching me, not making any noise, which is very unusual."
"Healthy cubs at this age should be very active, even a bit noisy, using whines to demand food."
"Its quietness is a learned behavior, a forced 'maturity.'"
He paused, linking previous observations with the current scene to form a complete logical chain.
