The child didn't have much of an appetite. After just a couple of bites, he shook his head and refused to eat any more.
Worry showed in the eyes of the middle-aged woman and Yu Yanyan.
"An An, would you like some water?"
The middle-aged woman poured a cup of warm water and held it to the child's lips.
He only took a tiny sip.
His cheeks were flushed red from the fever.
Even from nearby, they could feel the heat radiating from them.
The child's eyes shifted, and he spotted the Little White Fox in the arms of the unfamiliar older brother.
His eyes lit up, and his chubby little hands reached out. "Little Fox~"
"An An."
The middle-aged woman gently pressed the child back as he leaned forward. "Careful."
Once she had settled him back down, she thought about what he had just said and followed his eager gaze.
A little fox?
Then she, too, saw the white creature in Xiao Xiao's arms.
The little fellow was curled up in Xiao Xiao's embrace, like a snowball.
She didn't know how the child had figured out that it was a fox.
But Yu Yanyan's next words confirmed that he was right.
"An An is so clever. You even recognize a little fox."
There was unmistakable amusement in Yu Yanyan's voice, and her expression was tender.
"Hehe, An An... saw one... in a picture book."
The child's eyes were bright, and his excitement seemed to perk him up a little.
"But this... little fox... is so pretty!"
"Even prettier... than the one in the picture book!"
Having spoken so much at once, the weak child was a little out of breath.
The middle-aged woman gently rubbed his back. "An An, take it slow."
"Little Fox~"
At that moment,