Yi Luowa pursed her lips and chuckled, "I really don't have any particular cravings when it comes to food."
Tong Yao smiled lovingly. This child, the more she looked at her, the more she liked her. "I heard you beat Nuo'er during the Xiawu Highway Race. He didn't come after you throwing a tantrum, did he? If he dares to bother you, just tell Auntie, I'll take care of him for you!"
Yi Luowa finally believed Tong Airui's words. His mom really was easy to get along with. Emboldened now, she smiled sweetly at Tong Yao and said, "Even if he bullies me, I've got my own way to deal with him—and I can make him completely concede without complaint, so there's no need to trouble Auntie."
"Tell me, how do you deal with him?" Tong Yao asked with keen interest.
"I've issued him a challenge letter—meet me at the racetrack. I'm going to take all the trophies; we'll see if he still dares to challenge me after that!"
