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Qiao Xiaoxiao whispered, sobbing, "Yes."

In the long night, living in the thick black, it was always very depressing.

Mu Jingjing patted Qiao Xiaoxiao's arm and asked softly, "Are you hungry?"

Qiao Xiaoxiao shook her head. She hadn't eaten tonight, but she was no longer hungry.

"Then you have to eat something. Look at how thin you are. I'll go make some supper for you