The little girl stretched out her tender, fair hands, gesturing for her mother to hold her.
Yan Huan picked her daughter up and placed the milk bottle in her palms, so she could finish feeding and stay quiet. Otherwise, she would wail uncontrollably in hunger.
The little girl held the bottle in both hands and downed her milk obediently, with one foot stepping on her mother's thighs and gently kicking it out occasionally. At the same time, her little mouth constantly sucked at her bottle, obviously very pleased for being fed.
"What's the matter?" Yan Huan asked Lu Yi, "What did you do earlier? How did you upset her?" The little girl's mood was easy to follow. In a good mood, she would want someone to play with her and have them listen to her baby babbles.
When she was upset, however, she would ignore everyone, like how she ignored her father a few moments ago.
