"No, there is an uncle chef at home who can cook for Yueya at any time!" Xiaoyue's teeth retorted in a forthright voice.

"if you have lunch at noon and are hungry now, then uncle chef can make it for you, but you are angry at noon and won't eat it. No one will cook for you now, because it's wrong to lose your temper." Butong insisted.

seeing that Butong was angry, xiaoyueya had a flat mouth and ran into Li Jingchen's arms to play coquettish, "Daddy, Mommy is fierce, Mommy doesn't love Yueya anymore... Yueya's stomach is really hungry..."

seeing that his wife was angry, Li Jingchen's heart also...