"This is dirty." Tong Yayao pointed to the corner of her mouth and motioned to Penelope Yan to wipe away the snack crumbs.
"Huh?" Penelope Yan rubbed the back of his hand, but it was the opposite side.
"No, this way, on the right." Tong Yayao helped herself anxiously, the corners of her mouth turning red, but Penelope Yan finally found the right direction but never wiped off the piece of debris.
"Forget it, you wipe it for me." Penelope Yan only had one minute to be patient, so she immediately put down her hand, leaned her upper body over and pursed her lips.
She even closed her eyes.
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