C38 I'll Sell Chicken Paintings

Dawn suddenly remembered. "Are you talking about the two dying humans in your field?"

What dying humans?

Su Yan blushed with shame, "What kind of adjective is that?"

However, Chenxi turned her head and concentrated on placing the chicken in the pot onto the plate. Then, she said faintly, "Are you doubting me?"

Su Yan was stunned. She did not expect this guy to be so sharp