Dilraba Dilmurat: I’m always on guard and won’t let him succeed.
Han Feng's face turned as dark as a pot lid: "I've said it before, I'm not interested in old women. Even if you let me take advantage of you, I can't do it."
Di Lieba was furious: You are the old woman!
Han Feng laughed and said: Everyone knows who the old woman is.
Di Lieba was so angry: You bastard!
Han Feng: Did it hit you where it hurts? Are you furious? I think you're just a jerk, forcing me to scold you.
Liu Ruyan was a little fed up: Han Feng, can you have some manners?
Han Feng: I only talk about quality with people of good character. I have nothing to say to people like you who have bad morals.
Liu Ruyan's mouth trembled: You are the one with bad morals.
Han Feng had originally intended to tease Liu Ruyan, but at this moment, the Pea Shooter's voice suddenly rang out from outside, "Brother, something's happening!"
Han Feng closed the chat group, walked out of the thatched hut, and looked up at the Pea Shooter on the roof: "What's wrong?"
The Pea Shooter pointed his finger into the air and said, "Brother, look!"
Han Feng looked in the direction of the finger.
I saw a huge cloud floating in the air hundreds of meters away.
This cloud has a very strange shape.
From a distance, it looks like a big fat pig.
At this moment, the cloud is sticking its butt out.
After a while, a ball of feces as big as a mountain squeezed out of the butt, crashing onto the sea surface and splashing waves.
“Oh my god!”
Han Feng was stunned.
Can clouds poop?
Could the feces we encountered before be produced by this cloud?
What the hell is this?
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