Wake Up, Stop Dreaming [Quick Transmigration]

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    Walking through the dark and gloomy corridor, behind the last iron door, Xiao Liuzui was closed.

    "Open the door."

    "Yes, prince."

    Zuo Yan felt distressed when he saw it. His white shirt was stained with blood stains, his hands were handcuffed, his head hung, and his face was covered with long hair.

    With the sound of footsteps getting closer, Xiao Liuzui raised his head, his face pale, but he still smiled when he saw him.

    "The prince."

    Smiled, laughed, and laughed out.

    Pressing his fingertips on his body, Xiao Liuzui took a breath and said aggrieved: "It hurts..."

    Forget it if it hurts .

    Asking people to put him down, Xiao Liuzui suddenly fell into his arms weakly, holding his neck with his hands, cheeks tensing his chest, and taking a deep breath.

    "The prince is really fragrant..."

    Zuo Yan dragged his body, really wanting to strangle him.

    I wanted to have a princess hug, but the weight of the person in his arms is really not that light.

    I tried hard twice, in order not to throw the person halfway and cause secondary harm, I wanted to ask someone to lift him out, but...

    "

    Let go." "No, I want the prince to hug him." Side neck.

    Your head and weight, who is so clever!

    Normally, he only acted spoiled occasionally, and after being injured, he became a rascal.

    In any case, Xiao Liuzui just didn't let go. Zuo Yan finally decided not to go out!

    Directly let people arrange the cell comfortably, and the doctor brought in for diagnosis and treatment.

    Zuo Yan went out and asked someone to cook him something to eat, not greasy, just plain porridge and vegetarian dishes.

    When I returned, I saw that the doctor and him were in a stalemate.

    The doctor came to take off his clothes to look at the wound. Xiao Liuzui was holding onto the neckline like a little wife.

    Zuo Yan walked over and said, "Observe."

    While taking off his jacket, the flesh and blood stuck to the clothes, and once pulled, the lower layer of skin would be pushed.

    Zuo Yan paused, and didn't let go.

    Xiao Liuzui raised his head and said, "Lord, it hurts..." I ca

    n't afford to take care of yourself. Damn , it hurts you to death.

    Zuo Yan watched him pouting, and didn't care if an outsider was present, bowed his head and kissed him.

    Xiao Liuzui bent his eyes, took his hand, and

    violently tugged , Zuo Yan glanced over, "What are you doing!" A large piece of flesh and blood was torn from his shirt.

    Xiao Liuzui stretched his neck and kissed him, "Is the prince hurting me?"

    Zuo Yan looked down at his face, not feeling distressed, but his liver hurt.