The next morning, Mo Xiaofan woke up in a daze. He opened his eyes and saw Bai Haotian. He was not tall and stood by his bed with a worried face.

"Little Young master

Mo Xiaofan was confused and cried. Because he had been crying for a long time last night, his eyes were swollen. Now he felt uncomfortable, which led him to think that he did not wake up and had hallucinations.

After all, Bai Hao is cold and cool, but now he frowns and worries. He doesn't look like him at all.

"What's the matter? How heavy I am

Mo Xiaofan wants to get up, but he finds that his limbs are weak and his head is dizzy. He can't get up.

"The servant said you have a cold and a fever. You need to rest."

Bai Hao then sighed and muttered, "sure enough, human beings are fragile! A little hurt makes you have a cold and a fever

Bai Haotian thought it was because he cut Mo Xiaofan's face that he had a cold and fever, so he said this sentence.

"I see! No wonder the body is heavy. "

It seems that I was drenched in water last night, and my hair was still wet. I went to sleep without drying.

Mo Xiaofan exhaled a breath of heat, he put his forehead under, really hot.

How long has it been! I haven't had a cold or a fever for years.

"Have you had breakfast, young master? Shall I cook it for you

Mo Xiaofan said he was going to get out of bed and coughed.

"No, you're going to die. What else do you cook for breakfast?"

Bai Haotian frowns and presses Mo Xiaofan back on the bed and helps him pull up the quilt.

Mo Xiaofan pulled a pale smile and said, "young master, you can't die of a cold and fever. You can sleep for a while."

Then he raised his hand and stroked Bai Haotian's hair. His bent eyes were gentle.

"Really?" Bai Haotian doesn't believe in the general.

"Well, really." Mo Xiaofan nodded with a smile.

But all of a sudden, he had a sour nose and burst into tears.

If my brother is still there, he should be as old as the young master!

It's the damn monster. It's all his fault.

Mo Xiaofan bit his lower lip, and his tears ran away.

Bai Haotian was flustered and in a hurry, "don't cry! I didn't bully you. "

Just now he didn't read Mo Xiaofan's heart with mind reading technique, so he didn't know why Mo Xiaofan wanted to cry.

"Or is it too painful? Does it hurt? " Bai Haotian asked nervously.

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So I thought that Mo Xiaofan was sick and had to experience the pain just like himself.

Mo Xiaofan shakes his head, "it's OK, I'm fine."

In a panic, he wiped away his tears, so that Bai Haotian would not worry.

"But you cried! Didn't you cry because of the pain? "

What a strange human being!

Bai Haotian frowned and worried.

"No, I don't, really."

Mo Xiaofan showed a smile, let Bai Haotian at ease.

But for Bai Haotian, he is very puzzled. Why can he still laugh when he cries?

"Sure enough, you are a strange man."

In the end, he came to this conclusion.

When he was in pain, he was so painful that he wanted to end his life, so he could not laugh.

"Do you have any?"

I think it's very common! It's the young master who doesn't know anything, right!

I heard other servants' sisters say that the young master has been kept here all the time. No one is allowed to visit or go out.

It seems that he knows nothing because of this.

"Is Bai Hao a strange man just like you?"

When Bai Haotian asked about this, his eyes drooped and his eyes became dim.

"Bai Hao? The mother you said didn't know you existed

"Yes." Bai Haotian nodded in a low voice.

"I'll take you to her then." Mo Xiaofan excitedly proposed.

"No, I can't get out. My father has a haunting subordinate who has been monitoring my every move Bai Haotian's face is lonely.

"It's OK, it's OK. Believe me, I'll take you out. Let's go to your mother, young master."

Mo Xiaofan took Bai Haotian's hand and told him not to be afraid.

Looking up at Mo Xiaofan's glittering eyes, Bai Haotian's inner haze is swept away.

He quietly looked at Mo Xiaofan, then drew up a smile, pointing to Mo Xiaofan declared, "after you are my favorite."

Magic pet? What the hell?

Well! Forget it, kid! It's normal to like something magical.

Mo Xiaofan didn't think too much, but he was still smiling.