At the dining table, Qin Yan stuffed her mouth full of food.
She really was hungry.
Beside her, Tuantuan also ate several lemons in succession, along with mint and tea leaves.
"Tuantuan, do you eat this? Ambergris. Want to try it?"
Never mind anyone else-even an old man like him liked the soaps Tuantuan produced.
But Old Master Fu liked sandalwood and ambergris, as well as tea scents. He wondered whether Tuantuan would eat them.
Tuantuan leaned his oval body closer and made a sniffing motion.
Then he bounced over and swallowed all those aromatic ingredients in one gulp.
He was full.
Tuantuan narrowed his big eyes and bounced over to Qin Yan with a series of duang-duang sounds.
"Tuantuan, you're amazing."
The pretty baby, who was still eating, freed one hand to stroke Tuantuan's smooth little head.
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