Ruan Zeer took notice of the time. The two little ones had finished eating their meat and he reminded them to return to the banquet hall, otherwise, the adults would be worried if they could not find them.
Qi Youxuan held up a pair of greasy hands and looked up at Chang Jingwan. "Auntie, what do I do about my hands?"
"Give me a minute!" Chang Jingwan took out a pack of paper towels, a pack of wet wipes, and a small bottle of hand sanitizer from her bag.
While taking the last bite out of her chicken drumstick, Qi Youning said with her eyes shining, "Auntie, you're just like Doraemon!"
Chang Jingwan, "..."
'Can I not be compared to that blue fatty?'
'That body figure just causes me anxiety!' she thought.
"You can make so many things appear at once. Your bag has everything!" said an impressed Qi Youning.
Chang Jingwan smiled and said, "These are just the essentials. Don't exaggerate."
