C181 Housework

Xiao Ling was completely helpless against this Bream.

The fish that he had just killed still had some blood on it, it was reeking of a strong fishy smell, Xiao Ling did not even want to touch it, but thinking back to Jingrui's disdainful gaze earlier, he forced himself to pick up the blade.

The fish had already been stripped of its scaly entrails and cheeks