Quick Transmigration: I'm Almost Dead

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Sheng Qing said, "No."

Chen You, "..." I can't play anymore.

Sheng Qing said, "However, Dad can bite you."

There was a shadow in front of Chen You's eyes, wrapped in a faint smell of tobacco.

His lips and tongue were captured by the man, out of the control of the brain.

After a while, Sheng Qing went to the bathroom.

Chen was paralyzed again.

Obviously Sheng Qing only kissed him for more than ten minutes, but he was lying on the hospital bed with no strength at all, useless.

The system said, "When your papa came in, he wanted to take out the sugar cane for you to eat."

Chen You became more paralyzed.

To tell the truth, he was hungry, and his mouth was dry at the thought of the sweetness of sugarcane juice.

After a while, Sheng Qing hadn't come out of the bathroom yet, Chen You strained his ears to listen, but couldn't hear anything.

He asked the system, "What is Sheng Qing doing, dawdling, are you done?"

The system said, "Can't figure it out."

Chen You was very sympathetic, "Poor."

He looked at a pot of small green radishes on the window sill, and cried as he watched.

Chen You, "..."

The tears flowed, and I have nothing to say.

While wiping tears, Chen You couldn't control his sadness, there were so many problems.

Sheng Qing in the bathroom was frowning deeply, his face was cold and hard, as if he had encountered a very difficult matter, he heard the boy's cry, opened the door and went out.