These identities are not secrets to him.

But he didn't know much.

Even his father, Zhu Jianshen didn't know.

A sharp pain began to rage in his legs with great domineeringness.

That feeling is simply indescribable.

Crowded.

Tear.

The legs didn't know the billions of cells, and they were forcibly awakened in an instant.

This is equivalent to injecting vitality into a mummy.

Zhu Youchun suddenly sweated like rain, and cold sweat soaked his whole body.

Behind Li Donglin, a voice that was unknown whether it was sarcasm or jealousy:

"It's ridiculous. Teacher, this kid is definitely a liar. At this time, he is still pretending to be a ghost."

Whoosh!!

Zhu Er appeared directly in front of the spoken handsome man like a ghost, his eyes as if he was looking at the dead.

At this moment, Zhu Youchun yelled suddenly:

"It hurts so much!"

A flash of body.

He actually jumped up from the bed.

"Oh my God!!"

"O God!"

In an instant, screams resounded throughout the observation room.

The next second, everyone was shocked.

Zhu Youchun really stood up and was about to fall to the ground, but Zhu Er had already supported him.

He stood tremblingly.

How is that possible?

Su Mu's whole body became soft and his face turned pale and fell into Ning Yan's arms.

Before he fell into a coma, he was still muttering.

"What a big...the white rabbit."

Ning Yan almost felt ashamed of shame.

This bastard.
Chapter completed!