"Why are you pulling my shirt? what are you trying to do?." Jia Li asked as she carried her to go and sit on the sofa beside Fu Hua.
Fu Hua smiled from the side and said to her, "She wants milk."
As if in agreement with her father, Jasmine put her lips on Jia Li's chest and pulled her clothes again, but when she didn't see any reaction from her mother, she started crying.
"Jasmine stop it!" Jia Li said as she tried to pry off the little bun's hands off her shirt. Jasmine pouted and cried with her gaze on her mother before glancing sideways to stare at her father.
Fu Hua smiled at the little girl and stretched out his hands to carry her from Jia Li, but the little bun refused to go with him. She immediately laid on her mother's chest and continued crying.
Fu Hua gave up on trying to make her come to him and turned to Jia Li to persuade her again. "Sweetheart, give her what she wants, she is crying a lot."
