C1452 Washing Hands Before Dinner

Qingyuan propped her chin on her hands, squinting as she observed the pair across from her.

"Qingyuan, you're making such an odd face," Yao Ziyan remarked, catching Qingyuan's gaze.

"I just feel a little superfluous," Qingyuan murmured under her breath.

"That's ridiculous; I've never thought that," Yao Ziyan reassured her with a smile, moving closer to Qingyuan.

"Then feed me," Qingyuan said