"Bro-brother, I want." Nuonuo looked eagerly at the Pineapple Rice, then eagerly turned her head to look at Bae Chi.
Unfortunately, this time it didn't work.
Chi Jingchen firmly pulled her hand, "Even if you want, you can't eat it! Can't means can't!"
The little girl, just over a year old, didn't understand much, but when she heard she couldn't eat what she wanted, her lips pouted, yet she hadn't let out a single sob.
Chi Jingchen's black obsidian-like eyes already stared over, "No crying! Hold it!"
The crying tone that the little girl was brewing suddenly got stuck in her throat, and probably too abruptly, she let out a loud burp, "Burp."
