C151 Disordered Thoughts

"Okay, I'm fine now." Lin Qingqian followed Chi Yan and left. The two of them were still muttering, "These chickens, actually..."

There was a hen that squeaked, gurgled, squatted down and laid an egg. Qing Ling and Huzi looked at each other and saw the same meaning in each other's eyes.

Mo Linyuan had finished his breakfast and was processing the paper slips that his subordinate had reported