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In the middle of the night.

The air was tranquil and the full moon hung in the sky.

Just as he was about to touch the pearl, Xiaoli turned his body. Unexpectedly, he moved and kicked a heavy object.

Lowering his head to look over, only then did Xiaoli see that at the foot of his bed, there was still a gigantic body.

Xiaoli felt wronged, although he was still a little confused, he remembered that he was sick.

As for the illness, he didn't have much of an impression of it, but it was still uncomfortable, always uncomfortable, and his brain was muddled.

And now, it wasn't easy for him to regain some consciousness, but what he saw was this situation.

Xiaoli was unhappy. He was already sick, yet Pearl and Gugu still wanted to snatch his bed. This was really too bad.

Xiaoli woke up Pearl and Gu Gu, expressing his dissatisfaction. However, he couldn't get up.

It was unknown how long he had slept for, how long he had not eaten anything, and his entire body was weak. This was normal.

But Xiaoli did not know about these circumstances.

Xiaoli only knew that he must have a very, very serious illness. But the problem was that he was already so sick, and Pearl and Gugu still wanted to bully him.

He felt so wronged that he wanted to cry.

Thinking about this, Xiaoli's nose started to ache, and his eyes started to turn red. Large beads of tears rolled down his face from the corners of his eyes to his temples, as he started to silently cry in grievance.

As if woken up by the sound, Pearl's curled up body moved, and she shook her wings. Raising her head, she met Xiaoli's wet eyes.

The little black bird was obviously stupefied and stared blankly for a long time, but it didn't move at all.

Xiaoli reached out with difficulty and pushed it, expressing his dissatisfaction.

The pearl was pushed two inches back, only then did it regain its senses, its black eyes immediately lit up. It crawled back up and shouted towards Xiaoli: "Jie!"

Xiaoli ignored it, turned his head, and continued crying under the blanket.

Pearl did not understand what Xiaoli meant, but was slightly anxious. She jumped to the other side of Xiaoli, using her mouth to nag at him, trying to get Xiaoli to come out.

Xiaoli impatiently covered his blanket, and a dull yet dry voice came out from inside the blanket: "Go …"

That voice was so hoarse that it was barely recognizable.

This time, the pearl was even more anxious. It jumped around and around Xiaoli's body, with its bare stomach exposed for the first time, not knowing what to do.

Gu gu was woken up by the noise. He raised his big head and lazily let out a "gu ~" sound.

Pearl was so angry that she jumped over and pecked at the top of her head.

Gugu finally woke up with a pained head. Her eyes were bright as she blinked at the pearl, seemingly asking what had happened.

Pearl let out a loud cry.

Hearing this, Gu Gu Ge turned his eyes towards the blanket on the bed. Carefully and cautiously, God opened his body and moved over. He then tentatively leaned his head against the blanket.

Feeling the weight on her, Pearl twisted her body to keep it from touching.

He pulled his head back and looked at the pearl blankly.

Pearl seemed to think for a moment, then flew out of the window.

When Rong Ling and Liu Wei came back with their coats draped over their shoulders, Xiaoli was still crying.

Liu Wei quickly went over and lifted the blanket. When he lifted it, he saw that Xiaoli was already crying until he was out of breath.

The originally pale and haggard face was now even more white and almost transparent, as if it was going to faint at any moment.

Liu Wei carried Xiaoli.

Feeling his mother's aura, Xiaoli also hurriedly retreated. He found a comfortable position in her bosom and hugged her without letting go.

Rong Ling sat on the bedside, patted Xiaoli's back and asked: "What's wrong?"

Xiaoli cried too much, he could not even speak, he tried to open his mouth to speak, but the moment he opened his mouth, he burped.

Thus, the little guy burped while pointing at Gu Gu and Zhu.

Two birds sat side by side in the bed, innocently looking at each other.

Liu Wei held his son tightly, first he touched his son's forehead to ensure that he was not feverish, then he checked his son's pulse to ensure that it was gentle. Only then did he wipe away his tears for Xiaoli and ask, "What happened? Have you just woken up from a nightmare? "

Xiaoli was still burping, her eyes were filled with tears, she sobbed, and finally spoke in a hoarse voice: "It …. They. Stealing from me... "The blanket..."

He stole the blanket?

Liu Wei looked at the two birds, and the two birds continued to look at Liu Wei with their black eyeballs filled with grievance and innocence.

Liu Wei laughed and carried his son in, consoling him softly, "You have been in a coma for many days, and they have been protecting you."

Xiaoli's sharp senses caught sight of the words "you have been unconscious for many days", he was startled, and stopped crying. After a while, he lifted his red face, and looked at his mother, then Uncle Rong, and finally, at the two obedient birds on his bed.

The two birds looked at Xiaoli, thus, under the gaze of four pairs of eyes, Xiaoli curled her lips and started crying again.

Liu Wei was anxious: "What happened to you again?"

Xiaoli hugged his mother's neck tightly, and said pitifully: "I'm hungry …"

[It has been several days since I fell asleep. I have not eaten for several days. No wonder, no wonder I feel so uncomfortable...

It was no wonder that his entire body felt uncomfortable and he still ached...

After blaming all of his discomfort on his "hunger", Xiaoli felt wronged again.

Rong Ling and Liu Wei heaved sighs of relief, and Rong Ling took the initiative to extend his hand and receive Xiaoli.

"Be careful, the wound."

Xiaoli obediently didn't resist, and once again wrapped his arms around Uncle Rong's neck. On the other hand, Liu Wei dusted off the clothes on his body, walked out of the room, and went downstairs.

Xiaoli knew that his mother had gone to make him food.

When Liu Wei returned, he was already holding onto a bowl of porridge. Xiaoli placed him back onto the bed, with his back against the soft cushion, he looked like a young master recuperating from his illness.

Liu Wei fed the porridge to his son, spoonful by spoonful. The little fellow ate two mouthfuls, and the tears in its eyes didn't come out, as it stopped sobbing.

Finally, after finishing the bowl of porridge, Xiaoli yawned. He was sleepy.

After coaxing his son to sleep again, Liu Wei thought worriedly, so when his son woke up, had his injuries improved or did he wake up hungry?

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