After kneading the dough, it was left to ferment for a while as it was still early. Ding Long washed his hands and then two apples in the process before leaving the kitchen. Seeing Ding Jinshi nestled on the sofa reading a newspaper, he handed one apple to Ding Jinshi's mouth while he took a bite of the other.
Without even lifting her head, Ding Jinshi took a bite from his hand, said "delicious", and continued chewing. After swallowing, she took another bite, yet showed no intention of taking the apple herself, making Ding Long chuckle in exasperation.
"Did you break your hand or something? Hold it yourself!" Ding Long directly shoved the whole apple into Ding Jinshi's mouth.
"I'm too lazy to wash my hands~" Ding Jinshi groaned as her front teeth were hit by the apple, giving Ding Long a stare, but she still freed one hand to take the apple, muttering, "Why not slice it onto a plate and use toothpicks?"
