"Brother~~~"
Bi Xiaoyuan rubbed his drowsy eyes, pushed open the door, and looked at Bi Xia, who was still lazing in bed. He walked over to the bedside and gently pushed Bi Xia, calling out softly.
Mumbling, Bi Xia who had stayed up late last night, half-opened his eyes and looked at Bi Xiaoyuan standing by his bed. He lazily yawned, "What's the matter?"
Bi Xiaoyuan mumbled, "Mom said to come down and eat."
"It's the weekend. Tell mom, I'm not eating," Bi Xia lazily turned over and buried his head in the blanket.
Bi Xiaoyuan tilted his head and suddenly said, "Brother, I don't want to eat either."
"Hmm?" Bi Xia poked his head out and looked at the yawning Bi Xiaoyuan. He sighed softly. Ever since their mom showed her full abilities, she hadn't missed making three meals a day, even on weekends.
He reached out, pinched Bi Xiaoyuan's little face, lifted the blanket, and stretched out his arm, "Come in."
