Tao Xiang couldn't help but laugh. Her own girl was already troubled and she still had the thoughts to talk about others, so she couldn't help but said: "Girl, you are still talking about people. Aren't you yourself also a weird character? If this happened to someone else, I'm afraid you would be confused." You can't sleep well, and you're still thinking about copying recipes."
Elara Qin wrinkled her nose naughtily: "Is it true that you are copying the Heart Sutra? You are copying it and escaping into Buddhism. Is that good?"
Tao Xiang hurriedly took a sip, looked up at the sky and waved around: "Dear gods and bodhisattvas, our girl's childish words are innocent, but please don't take it seriously."
Elara Qin shook her head triumphantly: "Look, you also want me to copy the recipe."
Tao Xiang hummed and stood quietly beside her, her hand holding the handkerchief never quiet for a moment, wishing she could twist the handkerchief into buns.
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