Everyone turned their heads and discovered that the young unconscious boy had sohow managed to sit up.
Honestly, Xiyan was extrely irritated by Yang Shurong's appearance, but upon seeing the awakening little boy, she instantly felt the power of "cuteness overload"!
Ahhh, just because this little guy was so adorable!
So cute that it makes one want to scream while holding their cheeks.
The little guy seed to be about 5 or 6 years old, with a bandage wrapped around his forehead, his black hair looked soft, and his face was exquisitely carved like porcelain.
Those dark, bright eyes shone like stars, with pupils clear to the bottom.
Although chubby like a baby, his chin was slightly pointed, the epito of a handso little boy.
The tiny one was dressed in a blue suit and wore a red bow tie around his neck.
Suddenly, the image of the cartoon character "Conan" popped into Xiyan's mind...
It was just like a real-life Conan.
Ou Jue stepped forward, "Awake? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
"Mm, it hurts here." The little boy poked his own head pitifully, "Brother, what happened to ? Luoluo seems to have bled a lot. It was really scary."
"Don't move around." Ou Jue frowned, holding the little one's hand.
The doctor was examining the young master's body, smiling as he took off his stethoscope, "Young Master Ou, it's not serious anymore, but you still need a good rest for a while."
Speaking of which, Doctor Uncle rubbed the little boy's head, "Young master, don't worry, you are fine now. The blood you lost has been replenished by that young lady over there using her own blood."
"Huh?" The little boy's dark eyes swirled, he looked at Xiyan and then smiled brightly, showing a row of white teeth, his voice clear and pleasant, "Miss, thank you for saving Luoluo!"
Wuu, this little boy called Luoluo is really like a little angel.
Xiyan scratched her temples, covering her cheeks, and then quickly waved her hands, "It's, it's nothing."
"Then, how can Luoluo repay Miss sister?" As he said this, the little guy actually furrowed his brows in thought, suddenly his eyes lit up, "I got it, Miss, would you like to marry ?"
Pfft—
Xiyan almost choked on her own saliva.
"What are you thinking?" Ou Jue tapped on Luoluo's little head, "She's at least ten years older than you."
"So what, age has never been a barrier to love!"
Nima, are these really the words of a five or six-year-old child?!
Xiyan felt like she was hit by lightning, leaving her charred on the outside and tender inside...
"Well, Miss, would you be willing to wait for Luoluo to grow up?" Luoluo tilted his head, speaking in a milky voice.
The sunlight stread through the floor-to-ceiling windows, he smiled harmlessly.
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