Gu Qiqi and Wu er looked over and saw that a bonfire had long since been lit on the grass. On the bonfire, there were a bunch of delicious fish strung on a steel wire rack. One, two... dozens of them! They were making a sizzling sound that was filled with a beautiful rhythm.
Wu Er swallowed a mouthful of saliva and almost swallowed his tongue.
“F * ck! There are so many fish! It’s so fragrant! I want to eat -- !”
Wu Er couldn’t think straight. All he could see was fish and fish.
Gu Qiqi looked calmly at the man standing beside the grill.
This fish was caught by Gong Jue, right?
It was caught by the upstream fry, so they couldn’t catch a single fish, right?
Very good, stupid man. Can you use your intelligence elsewhere?
She was really angered to death.
It seemed that the power of ordinary vinegar wasn’t strong enough.
