"Well, I know! Are you the only one who loves my father?" Bai Chichi smiled and picked up a little meat near her tail with chopsticks and put it in her mouth.

"How's it? It's delicious, isn't it?" The white mother asked.

Bai Chichi looked at her and said, "Mom, you have a strange tone. It seems very nervous! I'm your daughter, not the judge of Michelin's restaurant!"

"What forest?" The white mother looked at the direction of the white late puzzled.

Bai Chichichi chuckled: "Forget it, I'm talking nonsense. It's delicious, tender and smooth!"

"That's good, that's good. Now that I'm older, my taste has deteriorated a lot! Usually,...