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Chapter 330 What the hell is this?

What did I see?

What is that?

one……

Big round ball? Water ball?

That was a monster that had to be at least 50 kilograms.

No, it should be said to be a giant baby.

His hands and feet were pitifully short, leaving only a round belly.

His head was almost shrunk below his neck.

I can hardly find adjectives.

It's probably...like...

Slime?

And, because he is too fat, he doesn't have the right clothes.

Lao Fan's family made him a torn bed sheet on his body.

"Boss Fan, is this your son? 3 years old?"

I can't imagine what made such a young child eat like this.

Moreover, the Slime seemed not afraid of people. When he saw me coming in, he looked straight at me.

Because my whole head is about to merge with my body, I really can't say that weirdness.

Anyway, I was a little scared by him.

It was like, I wanted to jump up at any time and ate me in one bite.

"Yes, my youngest son, Manbao, is three years old this year."

"Since the first few months, I kept eating."

"At that time, I was busy with the shop affairs all day and didn't care. I thought my child was lacking in nutrition because he grew up."

"I just change the same food for my children every day. At first, I had five or six meals a day, but later I didn't have enough more than a dozen meals a day."

"Hey, it's all my fault that I didn't take it seriously at that time!"

Lao Fan said, lowering his head in annoyance.

He was saying this, and the slime suddenly rushed over.

He jumped directly into Lao Fan's arms and hugged his neck tightly.

"Dad, hungry!"

"Baby wants to have a meal!"

I feel sorry for Lao Fan. He is so old that he holds his daughter in the other hand.

I have to hold a slime that is more than 50 kilograms in one hand.

I could hear his lumbar spine "click".

Old Fan was holding two babies with great difficulty, and sweat was oozing from his forehead.

He said with great difficulty: "Okay, eat, eat, eat, eat this."

As a result, the little girl in Lao Fan's arms looked at Slime and cried with a fright.

Lao Fan has to coax his daughter and son.

I jumped on my forehead and said in a deep voice: "Send your daughter out first."

Lao Fan cooperated very well and handed his daughter over to his little wife.

After the woman took the girl away.

I said to Lao Fan: "You are a half-knowledgeable person, why didn't you notice it long ago?"

"Even if you are busy making money in the shop, you shouldn't ignore your children, right?"

He sighed, as if he had become more than teenager in an instant.

Holding his waist, he said, "I am so old that I don't fight, how can I leave some for the children?"

"So I kept giving the child to my family and didn't care much."

"When I found out, Manbao's weight was almost 40 pounds."

"The whole person is like a balloon filled with water."

I saw that the slime in his arms was not aggressive.

I just kept shouting about hunger.

Lao Fan also asked his family to deliver a table of food.

There are only 5 roast chickens.

Manbao's figure couldn't sit on the chair at all.

Finally, Lao Fan hugged him and placed it on the table.

As a result, in just a few minutes, Manbao ate two roast chickens and put them into his stomach.

I frowned slightly, looked at Qin Zhanting sideways, and asked in a low voice: "What do you think?"

His black eyes narrowed slightly and said in a deep voice: "It doesn't seem to be aiming."

"What's going on?" I frowned.

Qin Zhanting took his long legs and walked forward two steps.

When approaching Slime, the little guy was still lowering his head and eating hard.

Qin Zhanting took advantage of his inattention and suddenly lifted the torn sheets on his body.

When I saw the child's skin, I gasped!

The skin is almost transparent.
Chapter completed!
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