B. 2: I Cried After I Got on the Bar with the Villain [Quick Transmigration]

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"Brother Ding, you are here today ..."

"I have something to ask the old gentleman for help." Li Yu explained nothing, and only said, "Are you convenient to go to Shengjia with me now?"

"Convenient, of course. "Lao Guanzhu shook the clothes on his body," Let's go. "

Xiaodaotong closed the door, and when he turned around, he saw his master walking with his elder brother Ding," Master, are you going out? "

" Well, I ... " Halfway through, the old subject looked at Li Yu uncertainly, "How long do we go?" The

trail was not very young, tall, short-handed, and asked him to climb the stove and cook for himself. It is somewhat unsafe.

Li Yu picked up the child and said, "Take him with me."

Lao Guanzhu no matter how tough his body is, he is also an old man, unable to hold more than 40 kilograms of children in his arms. Suddenly hugged by someone, some overwhelmed, two hands hanging in the air hesitantly, afraid to hug the youth.

Li Yu was afraid that he might fall. His hands were gently patted on the back of the child. "Hold it tightly."

Xiao Daotong blushed and cradled his arms carefully to make sure that the youth was not disgusted. He turned his face again. Buried on the other's shoulder, the small mouth curled up.

The child in his arms was small and soft, and his arms were warm in his arms. Li Yu's restless heart got a little comfort. On the way back, he calmly explained Sheng Yiming's situation to the old audience.

Laoguanzhu was speechless all the way to the Shengjia old house, he said, "Brother Ding, life and death, my skills, how can it be overwhelming." The

car passed through the large carved European iron gate , Li Yu said, "I know, you will be honest when the time comes, if you can, I hope you can enlighten and guide

the old man ." People of the same age are good at communicating. In the same way, how can he say that for the grandson Sheng, It 's just comfort that does n't hurt, it wo n't do much.

Lao Guanzhu understood his thoughts, "You can rest assured, I know what to do." The

car parked outside the gate, and Grandpa Sheng didn't take a wheelchair.

In less than a month, the spirited old man was more than ten years old and his gray hair was completely white.

Lao Guanzhu nodded after entering the door, followed Li Yu directly to the third floor.

In the room at the end of the third floor, Sheng Yiming was leaning on the desk, looking down and writing something.

The first time the door was pushed open, he quickly put away his notebook, and in a second, the young man who followed behind Lao Guan walked in.

Upon seeing Lord Jin's face, Lao Guanzhu's brows were frowning, and he was very surprised. "How could this be ?!"

The yang and pitifulness of the man's body were pitifully thin, completely a dying man.

Sheng Yiming put his notebook in the drawer at his fingertips, got up and stood up, "You are here."

Lao Guanzhu stepped forward, grabbed the pulse of the man's wrist, and if the pulse seemed to be absent, the body was hollowed out. .

"What did you hit?" Lao Guanzhu asked anxiously.

"I didn't encounter bad things." Sheng Yiming said.