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After she finished off the fans, she went to pick up some of Nanahara Takeshi's guokui pieces, cooked them a little longer, lathered them in dipping sauce, and enjoyed the thick, fragrant wheat taste. They were equally delicious.
Finally, she meticulously scraped the sauce bowl clean with a guokui piece, stuffed it into her mouth, chewed carefully, and then swallowed. Sitting there, she hummed contentedly twice, feeling super comfortable and full, almost dozy.
Nanahara Takeshi also put down his chopsticks, stretched lazily, and smiled, "Have you eaten enough? If you have, let's continue!"
"Finished eating, let's continue!" Kiyomi Liuli snapped back to reality, but after getting up, she felt so full of mutton, vermicelli, guokui, and tofu that she hardly felt able to walk.
Damnit, she had eaten a bit too much again, but she couldn't resist!
Nanahara Takeshi looked at her with concern and said, "Did we rush it? Do you want to drink some tea and rest a bit before we start?"
