Zhouzhou glared at him angrily and threatened, "Uncle Zhao, if you keep this up, I'll go with my uncle."
She couldn't stop him, but she could certainly avoid him!
Zhao Xinghua, terrified by her words, immediately sobered up. He coughed lightly and said seriously, "Oh, I didn't mean that. I meant if you like it, I'll get you more."
Zhouzhou crossed her chubby arms and huffed, turning her head away. She was truly angry now! No amount of milk bowls could appease her!
Ye Lingfeng also cast a sinister look at Zhao Xinghua, sneering, "You're quite the smooth talker, aren't you?"
Zhao Xinghua, feeling guilty, rubbed his nose and sidled up to Zhouzhou with a fawning smile, "Zhouzhou, don't be mad. I was just joking with you. You're magnanimous, please don't be angry."
Without turning her head, Zhouzhou retorted righteously, "I am not magnanimous!"