During breakfast, He Qingyan suddenly said: "Last night, compared to seafood, isn't freshwater food a bit fresher?"
"Indeed, I'm already tired of seafood," Zhuang Jing laughed.
Yan Hanxiang held her right index finger under her lower lip, thought for a moment, and said: "During the inspection yesterday, I saw quite a few freshwater fish worth trying."
"If Gu Ran had heard this last night, he would have had a breakdown on the spot," Su Qing said.
As a guest, Chen Ke felt embarrassed to say much, just smiling and looking towards Gu Ran.
Gu Ran picked up a juice that was still on the tree an hour ago and gulped it down.
Some found it amusing, and others were attracted by his Adam's apple; in any case, the herbs on the plate all became delicious.
After breakfast, the day officially began.
If it were real, owning an island rich as a myth in resources, their lives would somehow change, like buying boats or helicopters and contacting renovation companies to build villas.
