On the wooden coffee table, which is not too square, there are two enamel bowls, one large and one small. The crumpled apples were piled up into a small hill in the smaller bowl, and in the larger bowl, if Ling Shucheng was not really hallucinating from eating mushrooms, it was actually filled with a bowl of fine sand.

"It doesn't look good...... Don't be disgusted. The hostess straightened her sideburns and pushed the bowl with the apples a little closer to the first year.

Fortunately, she didn't show everyone to taste the sand. Yuan Sui quickly grabbed one and was about to put it in his mouth, when he suddenly turned his head to look at Ling Shucheng, probably trying to ask for permission.

Or maybe that look means: Do you want to...

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