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"My face was cut by a weasel." Ye Ning smirked.

"Wow, Dong Brother, don't you have a weasel as a pet at home!" Xiao Mei's mouth opened into an ‘O’ shape, and it was obvious that she thought Ye Ning’s explanation was incredible.

"No, how could it?" So Ye Ning whispered about what happened this morning.

"Brother Dong, you are really sad." Xiao Mei patted Ye Ning's shoulder with the hand that grabbed the bread, expressing sympathy.

At this time, Ye Ning found a problem. How could Xiaomei, who worked seriously just now, pick up the bread and eat it? When feelings came in by themselves, they pretended to be forced?