Having just swallowed a warm, soft, and glutinous potato, Ansheng looked at Miaomiao's small, remarkably determined face, nodded, and lowered his head to obediently accept Miaomiao's feeding just as before.
Tilting her head, Miaomiao asked with concern, "Is this one okay?"
"Mhm... It's fine, it's not that hot anymore." Ansheng nodded and gave Miaomiao a thumbs-up.
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