Spoiling My Little Wife

The chickens Qin Xiaoyu raises can't be eaten. She gives each chicken a name, treats them like her children, and their eggs like her grandchildren. Every chicken she eats costs her a strand of hair. Later, she opens a chicken farm and suffers the tragedy of a white-haired elder burying the young every single day. A plump chicken lies on the plate. Gong Jiuyang: Xiaoyu, have some chicken. I prepared it especially for you. Qin Xiaoyu: Say “chicken,” but don't say “have some.” Let's keep things civilized. This chicken is so plump and graceful. Why does it look so familiar? ...Is that my Little Chubby?! Gong Jiuyang is stunned: You can recognize it even like this! I permit you to kiss the hem of my skirt, pledge your loyalty, and become my devoted servant.