When Parker came home, Vincent relaxed a lot and Bai Qingqing had more food.

Moore has been dripping water for three days and four nights, and Bai Qingqing's expectation gradually becomes worry. Today, I can't help but start with him.

Bai Qingqing takes a bowl of bird soup and a bowl of barbecue just off the fire, and squats in front of Moore and eats it with a sound.

"Oh! It's delicious. " Bai Qingqing made an intoxicated expression on his face, and then secretly took a look at Moore.

Moore's body was motionless, as if five senses had been turned off.

Although Eagles don't inherit memories, they still have the instinct to reproduce. Moore knows that he must diet to eliminate the need to get up.

Although he didn't know how long it would take for the eggs to hatch, since all his peers came here like this, the eagle would not die.

Moore was resolute, and Bai Qingqing was not discouraged.

She beckoned the cubs and fed them small pieces. What children eat is delicious. Even Bai Qingqing is attracted by the food.

She didn't believe that Moore, who had been hungry for three days, would not want to eat.

Moore, however, remained unmoved, his throat still untouched.

A bowl of meat was fed to the cubs. Bai Qingqing gave up.

But the next day it went on.

After a month, it was snowy outside.

The eggs haven't hatched yet. The black eagle squatting in the nest has lost a lot of weight. Under the plumage, you can see the bony skeleton, which is pitifully thin.

Bai Qingqing's body is all right, but she was born prematurely. Although she was a little mellow, her body was weak. She was covered with heavy dark hide, which seemed to be able to bend her down.

But people are always tough, she is still optimistic and playful, without a trace of illness.

She always brings a bowl of soup to Moore when she stews it for her.

Once again, he came into the house with hot soup and stood at the door, looking at the obviously thin Eagle beast. Bai Qingqing's teasing mind suddenly faded and his heart was filled with pain.

"Have some soup. You haven't eaten in a month." Bai Qingqing came to Moore and said softly.

The sad voice finally moved Moore's face. He turned his astringent and inanimate eyes, which fell on his partner's face and moved to his belly.

Finally, he shook his head firmly, "goo ~"

and even his voice was weak.

Bai Qingqing is very worried. Suddenly, his anger rises. He glares at Moore and says, "if you don't eat any more, you will starve to death. Even if you don't eat Add some water to the head office. "

In the end, Bai Qingqing is still distressed. When she talks about it, she softens her voice.

Starvation Moore never thought that he would starve to death, but he felt weak and had to admit that he could hardly survive.

He didn't want to leave Qingqing to marry her. He hasn't had enough. How can he leave?

Moore finally moved his petrified neck and stretched his beak into the soup bowl.

Bai Qingqing is ecstatic. He quickly raises the soup bowl.

One bowed his head, the other raised his hand. Moore's whole beak was soaked in the soup, and his nostril, which was born on the top of his beak, was blocked by the soup.

"Poof!"

There was a sound of water spray in the soup. Bai Qingqing hurriedly moved the bowl down a few minutes, took out his hand and wiped the hide for Moore. "I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry."

Moore choked a few times, shook his head and continued to sink into the soup.

Thirsty, Moore drank half of the bowl of soup, until the hard beak could not absorb the rest of the soup, he suddenly came back to his mind, his heart chagrin: drink too much.