Back home, as soon as he walked in the door, Chen Yan smelled a burnt scent in the air!
Chen Yan was stunned and saw Gu Qingyi sitting on the sofa, looking at him with a nervous expression.
"Chen Yan, something just happened!!"
"..."
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A few minutes later, Chen Yan looked at Gu Qingyi with a toothache expression, took a deep breath, and said with a serious face:
"So, you're telling me, just now an evil thief broke into the house, sneaked into the kitchen, cooked with our pots, and burnt the kitchen?
You discovered it in time, tried to catch them, and the thief escaped in a panic without a trace?"
"Mm!"
Gu Qingyi nodded earnestly.
"Do you think I'm a three-year-old?" Chen Yan sighed.
But Gu Qingyi's eyes were already sparking with fire, slowly clenching her fists, making a cracking sound.
