"Woof woof..."
"Woof woof..."
Just then, Jixiang and Ruyi ran in from outside.
Peng Ca was startled by the barking.
Before she could see what was happening, she saw a flash before her eyes, and two small figures had already dashed into the stairwell.
In the stairwell, Jixiang and Ruyi found a can of accelerant. They were barking and jumping around it.
Jing Xuan gracefully set down his chopsticks and pulled a white handkerchief from his pocket, elegantly wiping his mouth.
He raised an eyebrow and glanced at the stunned Peng Ca, "The white porridge tastes bad, the greens are stir-fried until yellow, no wonder there's no business."
Peng Ca looked at Jing Xuan in shock. A charming smile lingered on his lips, but his eyes were as cold as frost.
"I... I... didn't start the fire..." Peng Ca's voice trembled.
"You don't need to rush to deny it." After Jing Xuan put the handkerchief back in his pocket and his hand reemerged, he was holding a recording pen.
