Chapter 133 Dad is Dead
“Rah…”
In the dead of night, Dafanguo called out in confusion.
The little hand subconsciously reached to the left and grabbed the man's arm.
"Daddy~"
She opened her eyes dazedly and subconsciously patted her belly with her little hands.
"What's swollen? My stomach isn't moving."
If you pat it regularly, the little belly will tremble.
The belly of the big rice pot feels like a rock, and it's hard no matter how you poke it.
"Daddy, there's a stone in my belly."
Seeing that there was no response when she called Gong Lingxiao, she had no choice but to climb onto Gong Lingxiao's head and sit down.
The bulging belly pressed against Gong Lingxiao's head.
"Dad, there's a stone in my stomach. Mud...mud..."
It seemed that she found it difficult to speak and even felt some pain.
But!
What's wrong with her poop?
Dafanguo saw beads of sweat on Gong Lingxiao's forehead.
She reached out curiously to poke away the sweat beads, which slid down Gong Lingxiao's handsome face.
"Daddy, did you go swimming?" She leaned forward with her little head in confusion, but no matter how she asked, she found that Gong Lingxiao did not move his eyebrows like usual.
Now it is, completely motionless!
She frowned, leaned down, got close to Gong Lingxiao's face, and put her hand on the tip of his nose.
"Ah! It's over!"
She suddenly screamed and shouted.
The sharp sound penetrated the entire room.
"Wo~Wo~Daddy is dead~"
Gong Lingxiao felt like something hit his head. He opened his eyes dazedly and saw a little guy in a gas tank lying on his head, crying right into his ear, "Daddy, you can't die! If you die, what will I do? You haven't left me any inheritance yet!"
"Go cry!" Gong Lingxiao's mind was about to explode.
He didn't know why, but after waking up, he felt sore all over and even lacked the energy to speak.
Dafanguo didn't hear what he said. He was completely immersed in the crying and shouting that his father would die if he didn't get his inheritance.
The servants and housekeepers downstairs were all woken up.
Hearing the child crying that his boss was dead, everyone in their pajamas hurried up.
"Big rice pot, go cry over there! Don't cry in my face!"
Gong Lingxiao's nose was already a little blocked, and with the little guy's chubby face pressed against his nostrils, he felt like he was about to suffocate.
"Huh?"
Suddenly, Dafanguo found that her father's big hands were pulling at her fat waist.
She raised her little face, her eyes brimming with tears as she saw her father still breathing. She immediately bared her baby teeth and excitedly hugged Gong Lingxiao's head again, "Woo woo woo... Daddy! My good Daddy, you didn't die! That's too good! I can't die without the inheritance."
Gong Lingxiao had just managed to catch his breath, but the little guy hugged him like that, and his neck was almost strangled to death.
He was already feeling uncomfortable, and now he had to endure this fat ball, which was almost killing him.
"Let go!" Gong Lingxiao's face turned red from being strangled.
"Daddy, you're so naughty, playing dead with me late at night!"
The big rice pot immediately let go and lay down beside him.
"I can do it too!" she said, closing her eyes.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
Gong Lingxiao wanted to get up and open the door, but he was in so much pain that he couldn't move at all.
I must have trained too hard tonight.
He called out to the door uncomfortably.
I found that his voice was hoarse, like a mosquito's.
“Crack, crack.”
At this moment, there was a sound of someone opening the door.
Dafaguo pouted, "Dead man can't talk."
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