Yi Luowa and Connie were covered head to toe in flour, but they still thought the other didn't have enough on their face. Grabbing more flour in their hands, they smeared it vigorously onto each other's faces.
"Stop causing trouble!" Connie grabbed Yi Luowa, refusing to let her escape.
Yi Luowa shielded her face, trying to stop her from smearing more.
Tong Yao chuckled, "Might as well bake you two into a cake while you're at it."
Connie turned towards Tong Yao and said, "Auntie, Luowa started provoking me first, so bake her instead."
"If there's baking involved, you'll both be going together – serves you right for running wild!" Ai Ni giggled as she clung to her mom's shoulder.
"Hehe, all right, I'll clean up the battlefield while you make the cake. Don't forget, I want strawberry flavor!" Yi Luowa said, grabbing a cloth to start wiping the counter.
