Transmigration: Raising The Child Of The Male Lead Boss Chapter 61 - A Mukbang Session

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Chapter 61 - A Mukbang Session

She's never full!

"Only on weekends can I eat throughout the week, and the meal barely fills my stomach. Every night, I wake up from my sleep, hungry and delirious. But when I look up, I can only see the cold floor and an endless wall…the outside world is clearly separated from where I live with just this one wall. But it's still so, so far away. No matter how far I climb, I still can't climb out. No matter how much I crawled in desperation—crawling with my body full of injuries, I still can't get out…"

Every time she tried to escape from the zoo at night, she always failed!

And when she tried to escape one last time, she was tragically killed by lightning!

As she said this, she tilted her beautiful face downwards with a small smile bearing the trace of pain and unbridled fear from the depths of her soul.

Her whole frame suddenly shook, and she hugged her shoulders in effort to lessen it. “My whole body is always empty with hunger…my stomach hurts every waking moment…"

She sniffed and her eyes filled with hunger for food. “I always want to have a hot meal in my dreams. Even just a little snack would do just fine."

She had an embarra.s.sed, little smile on her face, her cheeks slowly turning red. Facing the screen, she bit her bottom lip as her hands unconsciously made their way to her mouth where she tried to cover a big gulp.

“Excuse me, the snacks in this room…can I eat it?”

Her voice was eager and pleading, although she tried hard to restrain her gluttonous desire, there was an obvious joy at the mention of these snacks!

I want to eat! I want to gobble all of that snack! I want to taste it now!

Yu Yaoyao's begging eyes transmitted through the live broadcast, made the keyboard warriors in the channel look on, shocked silly.

538 people were currently viewing her live broadcast; her comment section was still again. They were not awakened from their second daze until they heard her mumble this imploring and unexpected question.

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Only then did they find out that there were three packs of snacks next to the bed, easily seen at the screen of the live broadcast of her room.

[Wait a minute, isn't that LAY'S Cla.s.sic Potato Chips? The cuc.u.mber-flavored** one? I've tasted it before too!]

T/N: I'm dead.

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