D*mn It, Who Wants To Be With A Love Rival?

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Lin Zhen subconsciously thought that because he had worked too hard these days, Ji Congzhe had fetal gas again. If his six-month-old belly had fetal gas, the consequences would be unimaginable.

He was so frightened that cold sweat broke out on his back, and his heart immediately hung in his throat. He was so panicked that he couldn't speak incoherently, "What's wrong with you? Where does it hurt? Is it because of fetal force? Yes, is it the same falling pain as last time?! "

Ji Congzhe held his stomach and hissed several times, gritted his teeth and said, "It hurts like a hammer, it hurts to shit! Come on, toilet..."

Lin Zhen breathed a sigh of relief and helped Ji Congzhe get out of bed urgently.

"Wait, put on your clothes first! It's cold outside."

He quickly took the sweater to help him put it on.

"Fuck!" Ji Congzhe felt like he couldn't hold it in any longer, but the toilet was in the wilderness, and it was too much for him to wear no clothes in this weather, so he was in so much pain that he could only bend over and quickly put on a sweater.

"Pants!"

"What a troublesome thing!"

"Shoes..."

"Fuck, I can't hold it in anymore!" Ji Congzhe hurried downstairs wearing open-toed slippers.

After opening the door, there was still drizzle in the sky, and Lin Zhen wanted to take the umbrella again.

"Don't take it, just run over and we'll be there!"

"You can't run!" Lin Zhen had no choice but to give up the umbrella and help him trot quickly to the toilet.

However, after eating corn cakes for the past few days, Ji Congzhe became constipated...

Not far away, Lin Zhen heard him gnashing his teeth with difficulty, and worriedly asked, "How is it?"

Ji Congzhe's neck was filled with tendons, and his fingers were about to reach the toilet. Two handrails were broken.

He felt like he was going through labor right now, and he would have no strength left later. He gasped and said weakly, "Not yet..." He

held his breath again and continued to exert strength.

Lin Zhen was frightened when he heard this. Suddenly he was startled, his eyes widened in fear, and he hurriedly said, "Ji...Ji Congzhe, you...don't use too much force..."

"How the hell can I get out without using any force?" "

I mean...you...don't pull the child down..."

Ji Congzhe was startled and broke into a cold sweat, but he was so uncomfortable that it almost seemed to kill him. He burst into tears. "Then what the hell are you going to do!!!"

Lin Zhen ran to him in panic, "You're on the ground next to me..."

"Fuck..."

He had no choice but to accept it, and then he was completely beaten by Lin Zhen. Zhen helped him to the wasteland next to him. He felt his stomach hurt so much that he could even stagger while walking.

There was drizzle in the sky, and he was suffering inhuman torture. The more Ji Congzhe thought about it, the more he felt aggrieved, especially the cold rain falling on his hair and face. The more he thought about it, the more miserable he became. How could the dignified young master Ji have ever suffered in the wilderness in his previous life? The humiliation of being naked and constipated.

Lin Zhen saw that he was so pitiful, so he went back to get an umbrella. Open the umbrella to cover him.

Ji Congzhe shouted in discomfort and shame, "Let's go, let's go! How the hell can I pull you out if you're standing here!"