Mark affectionately pinched her cheek, jesting, "Shall | wake mom and ask her to make some more for my little wife?"

Annoyed yet amused, she playfully jumped on him and lightly pummeled him with her fists.

Having played for quite some time, she still clung affectionately to his neck, whispering about her hunger.

Mark kissed her tenderly and playfully remarked, "I've never encountered anyone as vocal as you! I will cook something for you then!"

"Do you know how to cook?"