บท 787: Sympathy

Little Bear flipped over and sat up on the bed. As he rubbed his eyes in a daze, he saw that the sky was bright outside and his eyes widened immediately. He lifted the blanket, jumped off the brick bed, and ran out.

When Qi Haoran lifted the curtain and entered, he saw his son rushing out barefooted in his undergarments. He hurriedly reached out to hug him. Worried that he was emitting cold air after just coming in from outside, he changed his hug to a carry. He quickly took a few steps forward and stuffed the kid under the blanket and shouted, "Who asked you to run out like this? If you catch a cold, I'll make you drink bitter medicine for a month."

Little Bear jumped out of the blanket and shouted, "Red packet, red packet, my red packet!"

Qi Haoran rolled his eyes and clumsily picked out Little Bear's clothes before helping him put them on. "Put on your clothes first. I won't forget about your red packet."