Soon, Chen Yike caught up to her sister, Chen Yuejian.
She held her sister's waist with both hands.
Her eyes were fixed on the spirit cake in her sister's hand.
She kept shouting "mwah mwah".
Chen Yuejian also kept her promise that she would give her a spirit cake if she caught up with her.
"Come, Little Yike, open your mouth obediently. I'll feed you. Your hand has been crawling on the ground for so long. It's too dirty. You can't take it yourself."
"What the heck!"
Chen Yike seemed to not understand human language and kept reaching out to grab the spirit cake.
Chen Yuejian raised the spirit cake above her head and refused to let her take it.
"Waaa… waaa… waaa!"
After Chen Yike tried a few times, she realized that she could not reach the spirit cake at all. She was so anxious that she immediately opened her mouth and cried. The dragon's roar shook her eardrums.
