"Wen Zao. You just finished lunch, right? Why are you still ordering so much?" Qu Qingge frowned, looking at her son.
"I'm hungry!" Wen Zao looked up and replied.
"Where are you hungry?" Qu Qingge retorted disapprovingly, thinking her son was just being troublesome.
Wen Zao's deep, enchanting eyes rolled twice, then pointing slightly below his belly, he said, "Here, I'm hungry."
Qu Qingge's face darkened, she grabbed her son's hand from the direction of his 'little brother' and pushed it upwards, seriously correcting, "Wen Zao, how many times have I told you? You can't point to your 'little elephant' and say you're hungry. Understand?"
Wen Zao looked innocent: "This is what daddy taught me."
"." Qu Qingge was left speechless and staring at her son, not knowing how to rebut when a familiar female voice came from the doorway: "Xixi. Slow down."
