"No, I just want to make a deal with you. Try this." Ye Qianning tossed the red fruit over.
The Honey-sucking Parrot's small eyes lit up. Seeing the fruit, it seemed to forget its fear. It took two steps to the front of the cage and started pecking, its bird face transforming from tense to blissful.
In all its long life, it seemed it had never eaten such a delicious fruit. They certainly didn't grow in the mountains.
After eating its fill, the Honey-sucking Parrot fell over and went to sleep. Ye Qianning shook the cage a few times, but there was no reaction. She remembered that this wasn't the typical behavior for a Honey-sucking Parrot.
'Did its instincts change here?'
Although she received no response, Ye Qianning was one hundred percent confident. The little honey-sucker had pretty much fallen for it. When it woke up, it would come looking for her on its own.
