"No!"
Guoguo twisted her chubby waist, turned her face to one side, displaying a small haughty look.
"Why not?"
"Don't know, won't let hug."
Yan Yi was patient and spoke gently, "Who says you can't hug just because you don't recognize them?"
"Mommy!"
After a pause, she fiddled with her tender little fingers, saying with her cute and sweet baby voice, "Brother said it, Daddy said it."
Yan Yi smiled, automatically ignoring the two men.
"Your mommy is right, you can't hug strangers. But I'm not a stranger, I'm a good friend of your mommy, so I can hug you."
Guoguo tilted her head to understand for a moment, then shook her head again.
"No."
"You won't even hug someone you know?"
Guoguo didn't respond and instead was attracted by the fruit basket on the coffee table.
In the flower petal-shaped bamboo basket, there were colorful kinds of fresh fruits.
"This is a banana, not that one!"
