C111 My Baby

Looking at Jian Xiaoxiao who was struggling to survive in his hands, Shang Chenrui's eyes darkened a little. With a wave of his hand, Jian Xiaoxiao fell to the ground along with the force.

"Cough. . . Cough. . . " Jian Xiaoxiao's mucus and tears were flowing down his face. He wanted to take a deep breath. However, he kept coughing. Shang Chenrui crossed his legs and casually took a puff of smoke