C117 This Fish Looks so Familiar

When they passed by the pond, Wang Yun stopped in his tracks and looked at the bonfire that was set up not too far away from them.

"Roasting fish?"

Qingcheng followed Wang Yun's line of sight, and her face instantly turned black.

"Hehe, that …"

Qingcheng felt that she needed to explain herself, but she didn't know how to explain Wang Yun's next sentence.

"This fish looks so familiar