Looking up at Shu Jingxue, Yang Xiaonuo's eyes were red, and his voice was slightly sobbing, "Little Feifeifei, he flew away."

"Fly away?" Shu Jingxue was stunned. After a moment, she realized what Yang Xiaonuo meant. She felt sad and her eyes suddenly became wet.

This baby that she had fed, the baby she had once caught in her arms, is now lying quietly on the ground. Although Xiao Feifei has nothing to do with her, she likes this cute baby from the bottom of her heart.

Silently shed tears, Shu Jingxue walked to Xiao Feifei and knelt down, as if she didn't want to believe what Yang Xiaonuo said. She slowly stretched her trembling hand under Xiao Feifei's nose.

Suddenly, Shu Jingxue felt a tiny heater impacting her index finger, and was slightly stunned. She was afraid that she would feel wrong, so she continued to feel it carefully. After a moment, she felt the heater again, burst into tears and laughed, and hurriedly covered her little mouth with her left hand.

Yang Xiaonuo was confused by Shu Jingxue's weird expression of laughter. He couldn't help but say in a blameful tone, "Little Feifei has left, you can't even laugh."

Hearing this, Shu Jingxue smiled and said, "Little Feifei is not dead, he is still breathing, he is not dead~"

Hearing this, Yang Xiaonuo was stunned. It took a long time to come to his senses. "What? It's impossible. I checked his heartbeat, but he really didn't have one."

After saying that, she couldn't believe that she could reach her hand to Xiao Feifei's nose. Sure enough, there was indeed a faint breath, so the expression on her face became as strange as Shu Jingxue.

"Zhao Yun, Zhao Yun, Xiao Feifei is not dead yet, he is not dead yet!" Yang Xiaonuo shook Zhao Yun's body hard.

After wailing to the sky just now, Zhao Yun was completely stunned, his eyes were dull, his mouth was slightly open, and his expression was lonely. As the saying goes, there is no greater sorrow than death in his heart. Perhaps at this moment, Zhao Yun's heart is slowly dying.

In Zhao Yun's mind, the scenes he and Xiao Feifei were constantly flashing. Xiao Feifei cried, laughed, drank milk, and sleeping were like playing a movie, appearing and then disappearing...

Even though Yang Xiaonuo was so strong, Zhao Yun still had that dull expression. Seeing this scene, Yang Xiaonuo and Shu Jingxue felt something was wrong. Zhao Yun would definitely be in danger if this continued.

The two looked at each other and saw worry and anxiety in each other's eyes.

"What should I do?" Shu Jingxue was a little at a loss.

"Since I can't wake him up, I'll wake him up." Yang Xiaonuo frowned slightly, raised his jade hand, and slapped Zhao Yun's face with a "splash."

But Zhao Yun still had no reaction.

So, Yang Xiaonuo continued to work hard and continued her big slap.

"Pa~" "Pa~" "Pa~" "Pa~"...

After slapping more than a dozen times, Zhao Yun was still not awakened.

It seemed that he was angry. The more he went to the back, Yang Xiaonuo hit harder. He raised his jade hand and wanted to continue fighting, but was stopped by his other hand.

"Constable Yang, stop beating, his face has been swollen. This method doesn't work, let's change it." Shu Jingxue looked at Zhao Yun's slightly swollen face and the trace of blood on the corner of her mouth, and she really couldn't bear it.
Chapter completed!