“Please hide the cookies. Don’t let me see or hear where you hide it.” says me.
“Please put the bread out of my sight. Better yet, don’t buy la. It’s processed bread. No good one.” I say. And yet, I still sneakily eat it especially when nobody’s around.
“Ok, eat just a bit.” I say. A little while later, “Ok, I’m eating just a bit nia.” I say.
“Ok, last one!” I say. A little while later, the hand grab for more.
“Why do you finish it, and don’t leave some for us?” says sister *points to junk food Haha
