Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Watching left in the room walked into the drawer and grabbed the medicine and ran into the kitchen, "Mom. ”

The woman didn't dare to delay cooking time, just told him to go away.

Left side, holding the medicine in his hand.

I fired a few dishes and the woman helped me fight, so I went back to the kitchen and touched the head of my left encounter, “Little encounter, are you hungry? ”

Left hesitated and shook his head.

The woman smiled lightly, "Then we'll have dinner at night, when Daddy's finished. ”

Left encounter holding the ointment on her hand, looking at the soaking water on her hand, whispering, “Mom, apply the medicine. ”

The woman drugged him and said, "When Dad's finished, why don't you tell him about going to the amusement park? ”

Left met looking at the expectations in her eyes, nodded, though scared in her heart.

The woman touched his head with joy, "Nice little encounter. ”

Zuo Fuzhong in the living room was choosing between meals. After a short while, he picked up the bottle and drank it again.

The woman came out to pack her things and went into the kitchen.

Left encountered the past, but didn't dare get too close, his little body was also a little stiff, and he shouted, "Dad. ”

A sip of wine was poured down, and Zuo Fuzhong did not respond.

Left encounter shouted again, "Dad. ”

The sound made on the TV covered him, he couldn't help but walk to the front of Zuo Fuzhong and call him, “Dad. ”

Zuo Fuzhong glanced at him, but impatiently pushed him, “Go away, leave me alone. ”

Stepping back, he almost sat on the ground unstable when left met him.

Behind him, Shen Mu stared at Zuo Fuzhong, the whole popularity half-dead.

“Dad, can we go to the amusement park tomorrow?” The left encounter stabilized his body and looked carefully at him, adding, "And Mom. ”

Shen Wood White can clearly see his little hand hiding behind him, tense and disturbingly agitated, his body still slightly trembling.

Left met in fear of him.

That was her first thought.

Zuo Fuzhong drank a sip of wine and scolded drunkenly. “Little bastards don't learn well, they think about going to the amusement park all day. ”

Left doesn't talk, just looks at him quietly.

“Fuck off.” Zuo Fuzhong switched TV shows and pushed him.

One pushed his left face to the ground, and his forehead hit the corner of the table, bleeding down the wound.

Shen Kibai subconsciously wanted to help him, but his hands went through and nothing was touched.

Zuo Fuzhong, as if he didn't see Left fall, took another sip of the bottle, his neck was rough red, and his face was full of alcohol.

Left encounter slowly climbed up from the ground, covered his forehead and approached the kitchen, walking behind his mother.

The woman who was washing dishes turned around and saw the wound on his forehead and asked hastily, “What do you think? What did Dad say? ”

Shen Mubai was angry and she was really angry.

A mother, a child injured or her husband injured, is not angry or concerned, but rather asks about the attitude of the other person.

She tried to hold the left hand and wipe the blood off his forehead, but she couldn't do anything.

The wound on his left was still bleeding and dropped along his eyelid. He covered himself with his little hand and the pain in his bottom flashed, "Dad, he didn't say anything. ”

“Did he say he went to the amusement park?” The woman asked nervously.