C520 Immortal Grass Is the Meaning of the Surface

What Shen Wangchuan didn't know was that it was because he was talking in his dreams that Yang Su knew that he wanted to eat a flowery chicken. That was why he specially went out to buy one for him.

Yang Su put the oil paper bag containing the flower chicken into Shen Wangchuan's palm, turned around and was about to leave.

Shen Wangchuan opened his bag with a smile on his face