When Xiaoshan's gaze fell upon him, he shyly pointed at the tail end of the roast chicken.,He dramatically covered his throat with his hands, whimpering pitifully at Wu Ling who was laughing so hard he was about to slide off the stool onto the table. He looked absolutely heartbroken and said:,Xiao Shan's disappointment in Qingyan's eyes flashed past, he raised an eyebrow, and the contrived expression on his face disappeared in a second.。