C345 Kowtow

Something like a crying nose seemed to only happen to her. Suddenly, it moved to her brother. Duanhua was at a loss. After a while, she took out a pastry wrapped in oil paper from her sleeve. She carefully opened it layer by layer and handed it to Qi'an. "Brother, don't cry. It's sweet. Give it to brother."

Qi'an looked down and saw the dessert hidden by Duanhua