"You..." Dao Xuzi instantly cowered, but then he suddenly chuckled, pushing the pheasant forward, "Let's have dry pot chicken tonight..." with a face full of sycophancy.
Yang Ruxin's mouth twitched. For a seasoned foodie, this was definitely the right way to go. For the sake of good food, anything could be foregone.
"Senior, at least stick to your principles a little..." Gu Qingheng couldn't listen anymore.
"Stick to what principles?" Dao Xuzi glared back, "This old man's life principle is to never let go of good food..."
Yang Ruxin couldn't help but laugh, "Fine, just clean the chicken yourself. I'm not in the mood to kill a chicken today since I'm feeling down. I'll cook dry pot chicken for dinner." After saying this, she sneakily pinched Gu Qingheng's face and then walked away, mmm, what a nice feel.
Gu Qingheng shook his head with amusement, this cheeky girl.
"Who annoyed her?" asked Dao Xuzi, touching his nose.