MTL - Quick Transmigration: I’m Almost Dead-Chapter 117 Only father in the world is good (11)

When the door of the bathroom opened, Chen held his breath again.

Don't come over, if you dare to come, believe it or not, I bite you?

The system said, "You are afraid that you will not bite."

Chen Zai, "..."

No, Sheng Qing is still a child, he can feel it.

When he kissed him, Sheng Qing both hurt him, not to mention the skill, not even the tongue.

Chen is crying, while he is self-stubbing, shameless, hooking his tongue or something, you will not be alone, but also awkward.

He was distracted, and the man came over. The good guy was too much, and he still took the sugar cane.

Chen is crying and crying, daddy, can't make juice, that is, the quality of sugar cane you brought is not good, what can I do? I can't help it anymore?

You still go to play slowly, oh yeah.

There are unusual things in the eyes of Sheng Qing. He just breathes deeply, his voice is hoarse and dull, "Why are you crying?"

Chen is full of tears, hehe, the owner is not the same.

The sugar cane in the pocket has to fall out, and it can be so calm, just like nothing.

However, my eyes are still squatting, isn’t it good?

"Dad, Dad, Dad... I... I am sad..."

Sheng Qing frowned, "What is sad?"

Chen pointed to the culprits of the window sill, crying and crying, "Green radish is so pitiful... it is not exposed to the sun..."

Sheng Qing, "..."

Chen lowered his eyes and shed tears. Don’t talk, I know you. It’s not me who just made a noise. It’s mentally retarded.

"When you are a dad, you are scared."

Sheng Qing’s words are not questions.

He determined that his actions caused great fear to the children.

It is not surprising that there is some intimate interaction between the father and the child, but not like them.

Chen immediately shook his head into a rattle, no, no, really, my courage can be big or small!

"No, Dad, I really like it, I was not scared."

At this moment, his words are "you have to believe me" in the head, and I can't help but blurt out, "I am hard."

"..."

Oh, it’s too hot.

At this time, mentioning that sentence, really looking for death.

Chen looked at the sugar cane, unconsciously swallowed his mouth, licked his mouth and thirsty.

Sheng Qing’s breathing was suddenly stagnation, and he suddenly became heavy. “You say it again.”

Not good, I don't have that courage, Chen's face is red, people are still crying, not stopping.

"Dad... what to say..."

Sheng Qing stared at the boy on the bed, with an unpredictable gaze.

I don't know what happened, Chen is inexplicably thinking that Sheng Qing is watching him, not looking at him.

I don't understand.

Sheng Qing didn't look away. "This is not the first time. It will only be more and more in the future."

He said hard, "You have to get used to it earlier."

What are you used to? Kiss? I have no problem, I am still the same sentence, as long as I do not eat sugar cane, I will not die, Chen is tearful, crying quilt is wet, looks particularly pitiful, wronged.

Sheng Qing walked over and leaned over to raise his hand and wipe the tears from the corner of the boy's eyes.

Chen’s body shook and was scared.

Don't rely on me so close, I am afraid that you will lose the sugar cane on the bed, dirty the quilt, and have to change.

When the quilt is changed, I am going to move, very troublesome.

Sheng Qing found that the teenager was shaking. "Afraid of Dad?"

Chen shook his head and was not afraid of it.

Sheng Qing’s lips slammed, and the palm of his hand pressed against the top of the boy’s hair.

"You should grow up."

Chen squats, a few meanings, you want to pull | | Miao | | help | | long?

Sheng Qing said, "Is it scared to see Dad?"

Chen did not dare to look at it.

He is still a young boy. It should be the first time in life to see such a grand scene. It must not be calm, or it will be suspected.

Then Chen made a panic, shy, lost, helpless look.

"Dad, you...you...you..." So strong!

Sheng Qing said, "When you grow up, Dad will teach you something."

In this case, I don’t know who taught me at that time. Chen nodded blushingly and blushing blood.

Sheng Qing laughed, "True."

Chen another, this is how it seems to have heard it...

He forgot to wipe his tears and his mouth was open.

Where is it?

Chen asked the system, "Do you know?"

The system said, "I don't know."

Chen looked down on him. "Really, you are not as good as dreaming."

He squinted his eyebrows and asked for a system that was not as good as himself. If he tried hard to think about it, he would definitely come up with it.

Under the eyes of Sheng Qing, the teenager is as clean as a piece of white paper. He tries to restrain the urge to pour a layer of sewage on the paper, and the atmosphere is more and more turbid.

"What are you thinking?"

The sound of the top of the head is like a hook. In Chen’s heart, he is not lightly hooked. He is suddenly a spirit, and he looks at the man with tears.

Why are you still ah my good father, hurry, I feel bad about you, afraid that you will break.

Suppressing the instinct, Sheng Qing did not want a teenager in this ward. He turned to the bathroom, his footsteps were steady, and his body shape was a bit rushed.

At the moment of closing the door, Sheng Qing said, "Cry a little more, don't stop."

Chen turned his eyes again, Dad, you are asking for a pervert.

He wanted to stop, but when he cried, he lost control, and he was not determined by himself.

In the bathroom, Sheng Qing saw the first white light in his life in the cries of the teenager.

The mood can't be described.

Sheng Qing saw the doctor. He knew that he was a psychological disorder. He tried it and couldn’t stand it for others. ||Ten|| confuse||, he did not respond.

Until the teenager appeared outside.

To be exact, it is the lively and naughty little madman.

Clearly crying, but not a little weak.

Sheng Qing can be sure that in the past, when he faced teenagers, he had no other thoughts.

It is completely different now.

"You have to grow up a little faster, and Dad can't wait."

Sheng Qing heavy breathing, unscrew the faucet to wash his hands, if nothing goes out.

The TV changed channels and was transferred to a singing program. The players on the table were singing the favorite "nunchaku".

There is still a good place in this world.

Chen’s hand on the quilt unconsciously followed the rhythm and sang in his mouth.

"Quickly use nunchakus, hip hop."

Sheng Qing suddenly looked up.

Chen also forgot my hip-hop, shaking his head, if not for his one leg to cast a plaster, he can jump out of bed to a cool break dance, make a rap.

"Do you like to listen to this song?"

Chen Zai, "Yeah."

Sheng Qing, "I can't hear anything that I sing."

Chen Zai, "That is a personal style, so handsome."

Sheng Qing turned off the TV. "Dad wants to hear you sing."

Ok, since you have to listen, then I am coming, Chen is clear and clear, looking for a feeling Liu Kai sang.

"The smell of smoke in the rock shop is next to the National Museum.

There are three sections of the mother's tea ceremony in the store..."

Chen sang again, and he found that the man leaned against the sofa and his eyes were tied together.

Fell asleep? No, can such a good song be asleep? Chen was hurt by twenty or thirty points.

He was about to brew and sleep, and he heard a voice, "Sing again."

Chen Zai, "..."

There was another song in the ward.

The nurse outside the door looked awkward, how did this still sing?

She reached for the door and the song inside was gone.

The nurse went in and did a simple check to see the infusion tube, and couldn't help but steal the man on the sofa.

Chen also looks at it, it is very handsome.

The nurse said, "Your father is very kind to you."

Chen blinked, no, he didn't even give me a bit of bad thoughts.

The nurse whispered, "Child, what about your mother?"

Chen whispered, "I don't have a mother."

The nurse said sorry.

Chen said that there is nothing at all.

After the nurse left, Sheng Qing was still brushing his phone.

Chen called the system in his heart and asked what was written in his diary.

The system said, "You write it yourself, you know."

Chen added, "I forgot!"

The system said, "Pray."

Chen Zai, "..."

"Then can you change the diary in my bag?"

The system said, "When I wait for you, I will change it back to you?"

Chen added, "That is good."

The system said, "You still have to hurry and pray, the Lord will bless you."

Chen Youzhen, quickly made a prayer in his heart.

He has always been annoying the Lord recently. This is very bad. The Lord will hate him, hehe.

Sheng Qing suddenly picked up the bag on the side of the sofa.

Chen’s face immediately changed. There was nothing wrong with his voice. “Dad, you give me the bag, I want to read the book.”

The next moment, he heard the zipper pull, followed by the man's voice, "Which book?"

The trough is lying in the trough, is this pulled open? There is no preparation at all, and Chen’s heart refers to the eyes of the blind man. “I will take it myself.”

Sheng Qing picked up the bag and seemed to have seen something. He took a thick blue book from his bag. "What?"

Chen’s face was as gray as a second, and he couldn’t be in love for two seconds, saying, “Diary.”

Sheng Qing raised his eyebrows, "Do you write a diary?"

Chen has returned to normal, feeling that he is returning to the light, "sometimes will write."

Sheng Qing’s very casual tone is a father’s role in caring for the healthy growth of children.

"What are you writing?"

Diary diary, isn't it a day's record? Can't you understand? Chen added, "I eat, drink, wear, and school, I am writing and playing."

It’s very meaningful, “Is it?”

He pressed the diary, did not know if he had to look up, or not interested.

Chen stared at the man's hand on the diary, and his heartbeat stopped.