Li Ping'an opened his eyes again.
It was completely dark.
Old Ox and the little girl had already cooked.
The little girl was eating a piece of roast meat, lying beside Li Ping'an.
Seeing that Li Ping'an had woken up, she raised her head.
"Big Ping’an, Big Ping’an!"
"Hmm?"
"Big Ping’an."
"Mm."
"Why were you sleeping just now?"
"Because I was a little tired."
"Oh~"
The little girl lowered her head and concentrated on eating her roast meat.
Li Ping'an ate a few bites, but had little appetite.
"We may be going somewhere else," Li Ping'an said.
As if she had not heard him, the little girl simply kept her head down and continued eating her roast meat.
Strange to say, she had not eaten a mouse in a long time.
Imitating humans and eating their food, she had gradually grown used to it.
"We may be going somewhere else," Li Ping'an repeated.
"Mm~"
Only then did the little girl respond, seemingly not caring at all.
Li Ping'an said nothing more.
Once she finished the roast meat in her hand, the little girl raised her head.
"Will there be mice there?"
"Probably."
"How long will we be going for?"
"I don't know."
So the little girl closed her mouth.
She went to find another piece of roast meat and began eating it in slow, careful bites.
For Kitten, where they went did not actually matter, nor did how long they went for.
What mattered was being together with Big Ping’an and Niu Niu.
There also had to be mice. She had not eaten any in a long time.
A breeze blew, yet brought not the slightest coolness to the thick, sticky air.
The little girl finished her roast meat, licked her fingers clean, then washed them.
Then she shook herself