An hour of ice fishing ended just like that. On the way back, Xiao Qiao kept rambling, "You're too insecure, afraid that I might catch more fish than you, huh? That's why we're going home so early. I was just getting into it."
Wesley: "..."
This is purely because you're beautiful, so whatever you say is right.
"My fish is the princess among fish, all pink and bling bling. Your fish are all little servants. Look at them, they're all ugly, not even worthy of being called fish. How can they compare to my Fish Princess?"
Wesley said, "Yeah, you're beautiful, and the fish you caught are also beautiful."
"Correct!"
She kept her cheerful mood all the way home. When it was time to cook the grilled fish, Xiao Qiao solemnly bid farewell to Little Pink, "In a while, you'll be in my stomach. Don't be sad, I'll treat you well."
Wesley: "..."
How are you going to treat it well in your stomach?
