The thought asked, what's going on?
Dorian Lin took apart the chopsticks and disinfected them in boiling water: "It's okay."
Looking at Brother Yi, his expression was also flat, and he couldn't tell what was going on.
Preston Cui felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, like a thorn in his back, or something stuck in his throat, sitting between the two great gods.
Fortunately, everyone started eating, and the tense atmosphere seemed to fade a little.
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