Seeing that neither of us looked very good, he raised his eyebrows slightly, quickly changed the subject, and said in a bad way: "Hey, I think girls don't like to be clean..."

I go……

Why does this mean that girls don’t like to be clean?

I don't agree with this.

He said with some confusion: "Dahui Lang, you can't say that. Why don't girls like to be clean?"

Lin Guanghui's face remained calm and his heart did not beat. He said with a slight smile on his face: "Because...because I have never seen a girl take a bath..."

Pfft...

Yang Laoliu, who was drinking tea, couldn't help but spurt it out.

Ouch, my God, are you trying to make me laugh to death?

This thing is too funny.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Laoliu took a bad look at the bathroom.

There was a splashing sound from the shower inside.

"Hey, Ah Hui, isn't this an excellent opportunity? You can go and take a look." Yang Laoliu teased from the side.

Lin Guanghui would not be fooled, but said weakly: "Go to hell, then let me ask you, have you ever seen a pig taking a bath?"

Yang Laoliu shook his head and said, "No, I've only seen people bathing pigs."

Seeing that this guy had fallen into a trap, he raised his eyebrows slightly and then said, "Then have you ever seen a pig bathing itself?"

After saying that, these two guys couldn't help but cover their mouths and laugh.

That action, not to mention how obscene it is.

"Hahahaha...hahahaha...hahahahaha..."

The two of them laughed together, as if they had heard the funniest joke in the world.

As he spoke, Yang Laoliu quietly stood up and made a hissing gesture: "Shhh... don't tell me yet. I'm really curious. Don't stop me."

Ouch, shit.

What is this thing for?

After all, you are still a member of the National Secret Service and an intellectual. How can you do such a "high-level" thing?

Before we could stop him, he had already walked over.

Lin Guanghui couldn't help but said: "Hey, Lao Liu, isn't it too immoral to do this?"

I said angrily: "Young people, you don't have martial ethics."

Yang Laoliu once again raised his finger to his mouth: "Shut up...shut up..."

As he talked, he also made gestures and gestures in sign language. Those movements were quite obscene.

"Hahahahaha...ahahhahahaha...ahhahahaha..."

Seeing this guy's wretched appearance, Lin Guanghui and I couldn't help but laugh.

It's just that it's not elegant to do so.

I finally stopped him and said, "Lao Liu, you are from the National Secret Service."

Yang Laoliu said with a serious face: "What's wrong with the people from the National Secret Service? We are not the same person. Everyone has seven emotions and six desires, let alone me. Even those saints, Confucius and I can't escape it.

Lust, not to mention ordinary people like us."

There is nothing wrong with this.
Chapter completed!