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Chapter 2032 What a cruel heart

Qiao Dongran smiled directly, expressing disdain, "No need, just come directly, this little master can bear it."

The staff glanced at him and said directly to Yang Xiaobaa, "Press him when necessary."

Yang Xiaobaa seemed to be facing a big enemy, "Okay!"

"..."

Really, what is this little pain——

"Damn it!! It hurts to death, damn it, this, this..."

All of a sudden, the almost shattering pain split in his back, and he almost screamed out in pain, but this was too embarrassing, so he could only change to swearing constantly.

Yang Xiaobaa saw that his face changed suddenly, and she could no longer put on a calm smile, she held his hand tightly in fear.

"Master, how are you, master...Come on!"

"..."

Qiao Dongran, who was so painful that he was about to collapse, felt a warm little hand stuffed into his palm, and subconsciously wanted to hold it tightly.

But at the moment of exertion, he gritted his teeth and endured it in embarrassment.

With such great strength, she didn't even take him to twist her slender arm.

As a result, Qiao Dongran was drenched in cold sweat with the hand held by Yang Xiaobaa, and he didn't dare to exert any strength.

Gritting his teeth tightly, the expression on his face was almost ferocious, the pain continued to increase, and the sweat almost penetrated his entire back.

After one minute of suffering passed, the staff pressed the pause button, "The eighth level is over, do you want to continue to the ninth level?"

Qiao Dongran collapsed on the bed as if he had collapsed, gasping for breath.

Seeing him like this, Tong Luoning said, "Forget it, he probably won't last."

Qiao Dongran didn't want to refute at all, that kind of pain, suffering.

After lying down for a full 10 minutes, Qiao Dongran finally regained his strength, and was supported by Yang Xiaobaa to rest on the sofa next to him.

Tong Luoning nodded, and asked Bai Bei and Jiang Yiting, "Which one of you is coming?"

The two men looked at each other, and Bai Bei said, "Let me try."

"Row."

Di Ziyue followed worriedly. When she brought him the equipment, she thought about Qiao Dongran's appearance and felt terrified, "Why don't we stop playing, it seems to hurt."

Bai Bei smiled at her, his iceberg-like face had a warm corner.

"I want to try it too, I want to help you feel it first."

Di Ziyue was moved.

Qiao Dongran, who was sitting on the sofa like a salted fish, almost patted his thigh.

Damn, why did Bai Bei even get enlightened?

It's so cruel.

He looked at Yang Xiaobaa resentfully, feeling very complicated in his heart.

Yang Xiaobaa thought he was still in pain, "Master, do you feel like vomiting, or is it uncomfortable?"

Qiao Dongran's expression froze, "No, I'm fine."

"Oh, that's good."

Here, Bai Bei has already lay down, and the labor pains have begun.

He is a well-trained guard, and he has suffered more hardships and suffered more serious injuries than the young master who is held in the palm of the Qiao family.

Even though life has been very stable these years, Bai Bei didn't change his expression much because he came out from childhood, almost engraved into his soul.

At the eighth level where Qiao Dongran was suffering just now, he still didn't change his face.

It's just the movement of clenching fists, showing the veins on the arms.

Di Ziyue looked terrified and distressed, "Bai Bei, don't continue, that's enough."

"It's okay, I can still bear it."

"Bai Bei..."

The staff received Bai Bei's eyes signaling him to continue, and continued to increase the pain level.

10 minutes, when the time is up, all the pain recedes like a tide.

Bai Bei completely relaxed, his face was already ashen.

Di Ziyue hugged him distressedly, choked up.

Next, it was Jiang Yiting.

(End of this chapter)