After a moment of trance, Wuyun asked, "You also use your fingers to pick out the poop every time you poop."
Han Feng said calmly: "No."
Wuyun asked, "Then what do you use to wipe your butt?"
Han Feng said calmly: "Glass, stone, leaves or thatch."
Wuyun smacked his lips fiercely.
What a ruthless person!
Can chrysanthemum bear it?
Wouldn’t it be a bald skin?
Han Feng suggested, "Brother Wu, how about we get you some glass or stone?"
Wuyun's mouth trembled. "I can't use that thing. Please find a way to get me some toilet paper. I beg you."
Han Feng narrowed his eyes. "I can find someone to exchange it for me, but it's very rare and requires a huge price to obtain. If you want it, you must reimburse me!"
Wu Yun said without hesitation, "I'll reimburse you, hurry up!"
Han Feng hesitated for a minute, then opened the interspatial bag and took out a roll of toilet paper. "Brother Wu, thank goodness I've accomplished my mission! I got the toilet paper!"
“Give it to me now!”
The dark clouds roared.
Han Feng then handed a roll of toilet paper to Wuyun.
After wiping his butt, Wuyun walked out of the bathroom with heavy steps, breathing heavily.
What happened just now felt like the most painful experience in my life. It’s simply too painful to look back on!
Han Feng took a quick glance and asked with concern, "Brother Wu, what's wrong with you? Why are you pooping so hard? Did you blow your stomach?"
"I don't know either."
Wuyun looked confused.
I had a work lunch today.
There has never been a problem.
Why do I have diarrhea today?
It's really weird!
Han Feng chuckled, "You look a little weak, why don't you sit on the ground and rest for a while?"
"You really need to take a break."
Wuyun nodded, and just as he was about to sit down, a strong urge to shit came over him again.
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