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Yan Qingyi had used up all her energy early in the morning. Seeing that there was still a steamed bun remaining in the plate, she reached for it. Who knew that the moment her hand touched the steamed bun, Miao Lan would hit her hand with a chopstick. The moment she felt pain, she would withdraw her hand.

"What are you doing?" "Everyone can only eat one steamed bun