The Male Protagonist and the Villain Are Both My Cubs

CHAPTER 167: KISS

Everyone led the way, Ling Zixi took Bai Xiaosi's hand, "Go, go see your little brother Huang Ying."

"Okay." Bai Xiaosi nodded with a small face.

Ling Zixi came to the bedside of Little Yellow Ying's room. Little Yellow Ying was lying on the bed with her eyes closed, and her normally agile face became dull.

"Brother Little Yellow Ying..." Bai Xiaosi felt very uncomfortable when he saw it, and let out a soft cry.

When I was a child, Bai Xiaosi often played around with the little yellow warbler like an octopus, and the little yellow warbler also teased herself very carefully.

At this time, a servant brought the soup medicine, the soup medicine was obviously just fried, and it was steaming hot.

Bai Xiaosi did not hide in front of the servant at all, turned into a pink and white fox and jumped onto the bed, tilted her head, and looked at the little fox with worried eyes towards the little yellow warbler.

"I'll come." Ling Zixi stretched out her hand to the man below.

Ling Zixi nodded.

At this time, Bai Xiaozhi also stepped in from outside the house, with Moonlight on his shoulders.

Yuejian was a bird given to Ling Zixi by the little oriole. Seeing that the little oriole was seriously injured, she hurriedly flapped her wings and flew to the sleepy little oriole and chirped.

Ling Zixi held the medicine bowl, Bai Xiaozhi said softly, "Daddy, it's hot, I'll come."

Bai Xiaozhi took the bowl, blew the medicine and fed it to the little yellow warbler.

Bai Xiaozhi clearly remembers that when she was young, when her intelligence was damaged, Little Yellow Ying did not dislike it at all. Look at the scenery outside and teach yourself to read and write.

Now the little yellow warbler is injured, among the children, Bai Xiaozhi is actually the most uncomfortable.

The little pink and white fox wiped the little yellow warbler's face with a wet towel in its mouth, scratched his brother with his claws, and comforted his brother not to be sad.

After Bai Xiaozhi fed the medicine, he touched his brother's fur.

Ling Zixi picked up the little pink and white fox and left the room, leaving Bai Xiaozhi and Yue Jian in the room, guarding the sleepy little yellow warbler alone.

Back to Bai Moheng's room, Ling Zixi unexpectedly found that Lao Xiaoli fell asleep beside Bai Moheng's bed.

The twelve-year-old boy had two pink fox ears on his head, quietly closed his eyes, and the corners of his eyes were a little tired.

Xiao Li has been guarding Bai Moheng here all afternoon.

Ling Zixi had mixed feelings in her heart. In fact, among the children, the one who lacked the father's love the most and yearned for the father's love the most was the eldest.

When Bai Moheng started to make up for their father and son, Xiaoli was already seven years old, and the other little foxes were still young.