Shuang'er held the plate and took out two rice dumplings, one for each person.

Looking at the rice dumplings on the plate, both of them looked a little nervous.

From Hongmao's mouth just now, they had learned that the origin of this rice dumpling was astonishing.

Logically speaking, they would not be lucky enough to be able to eat such a precious thing in a hundred lifetimes, not to mention eight lifetimes.

Now, thanks to Ding Xiaoyi's light, he can be regarded as enjoying the treatment only the ghost emperors from all over the world have.

I saw Shuang'er slowly eating the rice dumplings. The sweetness and soft texture of the rice dumplings lingered between her lips and teeth. It was so delicious that she almost forgot about it. The preciousness of this rice dumpling made her greedily eat the rice dumplings on the ground in one gulp.

Finished eating.

Soon, a little golden light filled the air, and the image of a file flashed on Shuang'er's body.

"Oh, file?"

Ding Xiaoyi was startled, seeing that what Shuang'er got was Zarui, and he felt a little sorry for her, but it turned out to be a file? Could this file refer to the one in his studio?

Thinking of this, he planned to bring Shuang'er into his studio to give it a try next time.

Immediately, he looked at Mr. Chen and saw that Mr. Chen was eating slowly and carefully. He didn't care whether auspiciousness would come, but quietly savored the taste.

At this moment, a distinctive golden light suddenly appeared, spreading out from Mr. Chen's body, and the light flickered.

The old man and others were immediately surprised: "It's Shangrui!"
Chapter completed!