The little Totoro suddenly dashed over, still clutching a long bamboo skewer in its right front paw.
It jabbed it into the pot and speared a beef meatball.
Retracting its claw, it eagerly grabbed the meatball with both paws, held it to its mouth, and crunched away, obviously relishing the taste beyond words.
It squeaked with satisfaction, seeming utterly content.
Shangguan Jiakai wasn't happy, "This whole pot of beef meatballs was made by your dad for me to eat, not you. They're mine!"
With that, he tried to snatch the bowl of beef meatballs from Doudou.
Normally, Doudou could have easily kicked him aside, but considering that the meatballs might spill by accident, she had no choice but to compete with restraint.
She yelled, "They're mine! No matter who my dad cooks for, as long as I want it, that person won't get any. Dad will let me eat. Give them to me!"
