C1200 No matter how good it is it is not my dish

Mei Zi, who had just woken up from a nightmare, opened her hazy eyes. It was as if she hadn't changed her eyes from a dream. Her ten fingers were curled and stiff.

"Look at me, Mei-zi, look at me!" Ye Cheng tried to pull away from Mei Zi's fingers, but she was too strong and could not do anything. Ye Cheng was afraid of hurting her, so he gave up.

After staring at her fingers for a long time