Qin Yi looked at Lan Jiaojiao dry-heaving, his handsome face immediately wrinkled.
"This is bear paw, a rare delicacy. Is it really that disgusting?"
Lan Jiaojiao waved her hand backward, "It's not your fault, I just killed someone and feel a bit nauseous!"
Qin Yi was slightly stunned, he could understand this feeling.
"No worries, you'll get used to killing after a while!"
Lan Jiaojiao turned around and looked at him angrily, does he think she's a murderous demoness?
Although she felt really disgusted, Lan Jiaojiao was truly hungry, so she held her nausea in check and took a bite of the bear paw from Qin Yi's hand.
But soon she frowned, "No salt."
Qin Yi was speechless, "In this wilderness, where am I supposed to find you salt? You're lucky to have something to eat, I'm eating it too without any complaints, and it's your fault."
