The remark made Xiao Lan want to scratch him again.
Qin Yi glanced at Lin Qing, repeating, "This is not a chicken."
Lin Qing asked again, "Is that another bird, then? But I've never seen such a fat bird."
Lin Qing stared straight at Xiao Lan - this bird was pretty fat and he hasn't eaten fresh meat in such a long time. Although the bird was a little small, it would be fine as long as it was fresh.
Seeing Lin Qing's greedy eyes, Qin Yi's mouth twitched.
She stretched out her slender fingers, pressed down the struggling Xiao Lan in her embrace and gave Lin Qing a look of warning, "It's a bird, but it's not for eating. Xiao Lan is my pet."
Lin Qing went blank for a moment before he realized that Xiao Lan was this fat chicken's, ah no, bird's, name.
He looked regretfully at Xiao Lan - it was such a pity that such a fat bird couldn't be eaten. Too bad Yiyi liked this thing.
Lin Qing replied sadly, "Got it."
