"Ao! It hurts so much! Ah--it hurts so much."

He screamed in pain, and at the same time he stepped back and just knocked onto the chair. Unspeakable pain surged up. His eyes turned dark and he fainted.

"hiss--"

Taking a deep breath, Xia Ren woke up and opened his eyes at the same time.

He found himself standing, and his shoulders were as if something was falling, and he was a little uncomfortable.

This is not the point.

He raised his head slightly, and in front of him was a man lying on a chair, who seemed to be in a coma or had died.

The man was wearing a pure white mask on his face.

It seems that he was doing it himself.

However, this is not the point.

Xia Ren stretched out his hand and lowered his head. The first thing he saw was his high bulge of chest.

He rubbed his eyes dullly, making sure he was not wrong.

but,

The problem is,
Chapter completed!