Yin Yin washed her hands, came over and sat down to make dumplings with Mu Yiwei, and Ning Huihui took a fruit knife in one hand and an apple in the other.

But her eyes never left Yan Zhibin, looking, sighing, looking, sighing heavily.

Sighing Mu Yi's heart trembled slightly, for fear that she would not peel the apple, but cut herself, so she had to open her mouth: "Huihui, we don't eat, don't peel it." ”

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