The three little ones ate the egg tarts heartily.
McDull: "These are so delicious, especially the peaches!"
Qiao Yi: "Yummy yummy!"
George: "So tender, so fragrant, so sweet!"
Having said that, George picked up the freshly squeezed pear juice and gulped it down, exhaling a long breath of air, looking supremely satisfied.
McDull swallowed his food and said, "I didn't expect Aunt Xueli's cooking to be so good!"
George: "I'll have a sip of yours."
McDull: "Then I'll have a sip of yours!"
"Can I have a sip?" Shi Ying asked weakly, "Um, just a small one, okay?"
The three little ones said in unison: "No!"
Shi Ying: "..."
He watched helplessly as the three devoured all the food, then grabbed a paintbrush and ran off to draw on the wall.
Shi Ying picked up the tray: "You guys play here, I'll go deliver this."
McDull looked back at him: "You offended Aunt Xueli and you still dare to go down?"
Shi Ying hesitated and asked, "Do I look like I've offended her?"
