Chapter 542 - : Food Distribution at Home (1) (1/2)

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Winston looked up at her, his face calm as usual, but there was a glow that hadn’t been there in the past. He didn’t dawdle and came over in big strides, taking a seat on her other side.

Bai Qingqing picked up her own serving of braised tenderloin starch noodles and ate happily.

She unconsciously noticed that what Winston ate was the worst part of the roasted meat, such as the flabby stomach, the lower thigh that didn’t have much meat, as well as ground meat.

In the past, Winston wouldn’t especially pick these areas.

Bai Qingqing couldn’t help but throw Parker a glance. She swallowed the meat in her mouth and then said to Winston, “Have some of the upper thigh meat.”

“That’s mine!” Before he could reply, Parker spoke up first and snatched away the roasted upper thigh meat that was on the other side.

Winston didn’t say a word. He bit onto a piece of soft meat and bit it off. The soft meat bounced and splattered a few drops of oil.

Usually, Parker would especially cut out such meat pieces to fry out the animal oil to go with her starch noodles.

Bai Qingqing felt perplexed when she said, “Eat the meat on the back. There’s still a lot.”

“They belong to the children.” Parker tore off another large piece of meat and threw it to the leopard cubs.

First, who ate the fastest, hiccuped. He shook his head, then walked over to the meat that was just tossed over and continued eating.

The other two seemed like they were about full as well, and were less fierce in eating. However, they weren’t willing to give up on the food that was placed right before them.

Bai Qingqing finally ascertained that Winston was really being deprived of food.

She had only come out from the tree hole today. Winston must have been eating these over the past few days. Sigh!

Bai Qingqing placed the bowl hard on the ground and said solemnly, “This can’t do!”

Parker threw a glance at her and tried hard to stuff meat into his mouth. His breathing became heavier, and his eyes seemed to gleam with moisture. It seemed as if there was something called “aggrieved” flowing out from them.