Tiger, I rejected the iron rice bowl.

Seeing her excited expression, Wang Yu glanced guiltily at the snow-covered ground beside him, avoiding her gaze. He muttered to himself, "That wasn't an act. Just now, in my eyes, you were like a delicious deer. I really wanted to eat you!"

Tang Li had no idea that she had just narrowly escaped death and was still immersed in the excitement of capturing the stunning video.

She ran quickly toward Wang Yuyu in the snow, leaving a trail of shallow footprints.

"A secure job, look at yourself! Look how cool and domineering you were just now!"

She ran to Wang Yuyu's side, squatted down, and handed him her phone, playing the video. Her tone was filled with pride, as if the video's quality was entirely her doing.

"Look at my camera work, and then look at your presence—it's a perfect match! Post this online, and it'll definitely go viral!"

Wang Yu leaned closer, her amber eyes fixed on her reflection in the phone screen. Looking at the imposing, powerful Siberian tiger in the camera lens, she nodded in satisfaction, feeling extremely pleased with herself.

"As expected of me, you are naturally handsome, absolutely amazing! Your photos are barely passable."

He looked up at the sky. The snow was falling heavier and heavier, with dense, goose-feather-like snowflakes falling. A thick layer of white snow had already accumulated on Tang Li's hair and shoulders.

Her face was red from the cold, the tip of her nose was pink, her hands were red from rubbing them together, and even her breath was slightly steamy.

The smugness in Wang Yuyu's eyes gradually faded, replaced by a hint of barely perceptible worry. He let out a soft, low growl: "Awoo!"

Then he nodded toward the iron gate at the back: "Stop taking pictures, Tang Li, hurry back. The snow is getting heavier and heavier. Look how frozen you are. If you stay any longer, you'll catch a cold and then you'll feel dizzy again."

Tang Li rubbed her hands, which were stiff and red from the cold, and breathed out a puff of white air. She instantly understood what Wang Yuyu meant.

She gently rubbed his head and said in a tender tone, "Okay, okay, I'll go back now so as not to disturb your rest."

"Be a good boy/girl, don't stay in the snow for too long, hurry back to the cabin to warm up!"

"I'll come see you first thing tomorrow morning, okay?"

Wang Yuyu took the initiative to step forward and gently rubbed her head against Tang Li's palm in response.

He then accompanied Tang Li to the iron gate, standing quietly in the snow, watching her walk through the gate and close it until she was out of sight. Only then did he slowly turn around, shake off the snowflakes, and walk towards the cabin.

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, Wang Yuyu slowly made his way through the thick snow to the place where he had buried the sika deer.

The heavy snow that fell overnight covered the ground completely, almost silencing even the slightest smell of venison.

He lowered his head, raised his large, furry tiger paws, and dug hard in the snow. As his paws flew, fine snowflakes flew up and landed on his fur, only to be quickly shaken off by him.

After digging for a while, a large pit was dug out of the thick snow, and the buried sika deer was finally revealed.

After two days and two nights of freezing cold, the deer's body was already frozen solid, no different from a cold stone.

Wang Yuyu stopped shoveling snow, opened her mouth and gently bit into the deer's body. Her teeth made a soft "crunch" sound when they touched the frozen deer meat, but she couldn't bite it at all.

He glanced out of the woods; the sky was already ablaze with red, and the rising sun slowly pierced through the gaps in the trees, casting a dazzling light on the pristine snow.

Seeing this, he bit down on a thick deer leg, strained his head slightly, and dragged the heavy half of the deer's body slowly out of the woods, leaving a long trail in the snow.

After finally managing to drag the deer out of the woods, Wang Yuyu deliberately found the sunniest spot and placed the deer steadily on the snow, letting the warm morning sun shine directly on its body to speed up the thawing process.

After doing all this, he slowly lay down next to the deer, stretched out his front paws to hug the frozen deer leg, and stuck out his long tongue to gently lick the surface of the deer leg.

His tongue was rough and powerful, like a small steel brush. With each lick, he could scrape off a lot of fine bits of meat from the frozen deer. His movements were skillful yet somewhat lazy.

Just then, with a creak, the iron gate was pushed open, and Tang Li walked over excitedly, carrying a brand-new camera.

As I approached, I saw Wang Yuyu licking a frozen deer leg. I couldn't help but laugh and teased him, "Haha, you've got a secure job, are you eating a deer popsicle? You're enjoying it!"

Upon hearing her voice, Wang Yuyu paused, raised her head, and gave her a cold, disdainful look with her amber eyes, as if to say, "You're ignorant."

He then lowered his head again, continuing to lick the deer leg with focused attention, inwardly grumbling, "What business is it of yours what I eat! I'll do whatever I want, what's it to you?"

"If you hadn't refused to help, would I have had to eat this?"

The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt. "It's easy for you to stand by and make sarcastic remarks. If you're so capable, why don't you get your hands on me and help me thaw it? Anyone can talk the talk!"

Tang Li was completely oblivious to his little mood. She smiled and waved the new camera in her hand, then quickly walked to his side and started snapping pictures of Wang Yuyu licking the venison.

The camera would occasionally zoom in, and the camera would nod and comment as it filmed: "Yes, yes, that's it! Much more handsome!"

"This is what a wild Siberian tiger should look like—it exudes a fierce and untamed aura!"

"Unlike the tigers we keep in our park, they're all pampered and their eyes are full of innocent stupidity, without a trace of murderous intent. Compared to you, they're far inferior!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Yuyu stopped licking, letting out a disdainful snort filled with pride and contempt. He thought to himself, "They dare compare themselves to me?"

"A bunch of pampered good-for-nothings, they can't even hunt. If you put them in the wild, they probably wouldn't survive a winter, let alone a year!"

"I've fought my way out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood in the wild. Countless prey have died under my claws."

"Those good-for-nothings aren't even worthy of carrying my shoes, yet they dare to compare themselves to me?"

The more he thought about it, the prouder he became, his ears even perked up slightly, and his aura intensified.

After a while, under the morning sun, the frost on the deer's body gradually melted, and the originally hard deer meat softened considerably.

Wang Yuyu slowly stood up, lowered his head slightly, bit down on the thickest piece of meat on the deer, raised his front paws, pressed them firmly against the deer's body, exerted all his strength, and pulled it backward sharply.

With a "ripping" sound, a large piece of tender venison was torn off by him, carrying a faint smell of blood, which made a hint of excitement flash in his eyes.