In the blink of an eye, it was Feng Jingjing's turn to pass the small piece of paper to Lin Junyang. Having learned from previous experience, she didn't intentionally tear the napkin this time and passed a large piece to Lin Junyang, holding it in her mouth.
Lin Junyang didn't put on airs, tore off the napkin again, and passed it to Shen Wenxuan. But by the time it reached Shen Wenxuan, the piece of paper was already pitifully small.
"Ah... Finally, it's the granny's turn to eat tofu." Mu Wanxin screamed and lunged forward, like a hungry wolf that had been guarding its prey for a long time.
Shen Wenxuan's eyes were filled with amusement as he held the woman who had pounced on him, enjoying her fragrant kiss.
An Ran couldn't help but cover her face. "Sister, you're so enthusiastic."
Mu Xingfeng hugged her, his chin resting on the crook of her neck, and said in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Hmm, you should learn from her."
