C22 The Thick Skin of the City Walls

Muh Ying held the apple up for a while, but Zhang Peichen did not reach out to take it. She raised her head suspiciously and saw him looking at her with a tsundere face. Muh Ying immediately felt her head grow bigger.

"Didn't you say you want to eat the apple? Why don't you eat it now?" Muh Ying retracted her hand and asked.

"Feed me." Zhang Peichen said it as if it was a matter of course