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This flatbread had already gone dry, and it was hard—especially at a time like this, when food could easily dry out.

Xiao Dao pinched it, feeling how hard it was, and her teeth began to ache just thinking about it.

She looked around, hoping to find some water to soften the flatbread before eating it, but the room was spotlessly tidy. There wasn't even a kettle.

Xiao Dao thought for a moment. "I'd better save it for dinner."

"As long as I don't think about it, and as long as I practice the Visualization Technique, I won't feel hungry."

Her voice had barely faded when the door suddenly opened again.

Xiao Dao jumped, and the half piece of flatbread fell to the floor.

It was Luo Yan outside. He was holding a lunchbox, and he saw the flatbread lying on the floor.

"Is this your lunch?"

Xiao Dao's face instantly felt hot, and her breathing quickened.

She had always been strong-willed and unwilling to show weakness in front of others.

Now that Luo Yan had caught her in the act, she felt so embarrassed that she wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

She hurriedly crouched down to pick it up, only to see a hand lift the flatbread.

Luo Yan.

Xiao Dao froze for a moment.

Then she watched as Luo Yan blew on the flatbread several times before taking a bite.

"Ah?"

Xiao Dao was dumbfounded.

She knew all too well that her flatbread was hard and tasteless.

It was nothing but dough with a little sugar added.

How could Luo Yan eat something so awful?

Chewing the flatbread, Luo Yan set down the lunchbox and said, "Let's trade."

"I've already eaten your food, so you can eat mine."

Then he pushed the