You Yue Extorting Confession (2)

Little Dough stared at the flame in Sima You Yue's hand. It shranked back and said, "This, you're injured. Don't play with fire now."

"Then do you know who you are now?" Sima You Yue played with the flames. "Are you willing to tell the truth? If you don't Little Seven, I haven't made a baked Little Dough for you yet right? It tastes good too, do you want to eat it?"

"Sure, mmm, as long as Yue Yue makes it, it's all delicious." Little Seven echoed. 

Little Dough shrank back, looking at Sima You Yue, it didn't look like she was joking. 

"That, I'll say, I'll say. You put away the flames first. Let's talk nicely, okay? If you get hurt again, everyone will be worried again, right, ha ha ha…" It said nervously with a wry smile. 

"It's no problem. I can bear this bit of flame." Sima You Yue retorted. "Are you going to say, or not…"