After playing with Xiao Yao for a while, little Gu Chengxuan finally lifted his head and looked at Huo Sining with a somewhat dissatisfied expression:
"Auntie, why is my little sister so ugly? The babies I see on TV are all fair and chubby, way better-looking than her."
Huo Sining froze for a moment, then burst out laughing: "Your sister was just born. Newborn babies all look like this—wrinkly and red. You have to wait a bit. Once she fills out, she'll look fine."
Gu Chengxuan wrinkled his nose, still looking a bit skeptical and unconvinced: "Really?"
Huo Sining couldn't resist teasing him: "What, Tuan Tuan thinks his little sister isn't good-looking and is disgusted by her? So if your sister grows up ugly, you won't like her and won't protect her anymore?"
