A falling plate was heard.

Taeyeon was at the living room playing with Chinwoon while Tiffany was at the kitchen busy with cooking.

“Should I help you with that?” Taeyeon peeked to the kitchen where Tiffany was running back and forth.

“No no. I’m good. Just play with the baby.” She answered, a little yelling.

Little did Tiffany know, Taeyeon had placed Chinwoon on his crib which they both transferred from the bedroom to the living room.

“I think another pair of hands would be a need.” Taeyeon took the kitchen towel from Tiffany’s hand.

“No no. I’m fine. I can do this.” Tiffany protested.

“Really? If I didn’t take that from you, do you think we can still eat your roasted chicken?” Tiffany looked back at her oven and noticed the smoke coming out.