Xia Ye rubbed Bru's round and sturdy head before taking the lovingly prepared lunchbox from her mom and, while at it, greeted the older and third brother through the phone her dad was holding up on the other side of the video call.
That way, she managed to distribute her attention fairly.
In the past, she would have surely found it troublesome to have so many people around her, feeling uncomfortable, but this time in the human world, she gradually got used to it.
Upon opening the lunch box, the savory smell of braised chicken wings wafted up to her nose.
Xia Ye picked up a piece and popped it into her mouth, the wings were so tender they fell off the bone, and she effortlessly separated the meat from the bones with her mouth.
She chewed delightedly, the thick sauce seeping into the gaps between her teeth.
Objectively speaking, the flavor couldn't compare to that of a restaurant chef's, but Xia Ye found it delicious.
It was an indescribable taste.
