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"Luo Fei!" Xi Yanqing called to him at this time. "I am serious, you should think about it, at least we have a common topic. And I can promise you..." Xi Yanqing turned around and laughed and said: "If you come to my house, you can wash your ass anywhere, anytime."

"Son of a bitch!" Luo Fei couldn't stand it and "peng!" slammed the door, and when he left, he was as fast as the wind, like he had just eaten □□ (in original text, assume it's "shit").

Although it was far-fetched to think about, why was it not his male god who transmigrated with him ahhhhhhhh! Thieves!

He knew he shouldn't have studied performing arts!

At first, Luo Fei wanted to learn design, but his aunt convinced him with some persuasive words. In addition, he did have some talents in the performance area, and his family situation wasn't bad, so he ended up going to film and acting college on an impulse. His male god, Liang Boyuan was a popular figure in their film and acting college. Not only was he handsome, but his grades were also good. His performance in his major was excellent, and many people liked him.

He was naturally one of them, and he had been trying hard to express his feelings to the senior.

And so, on one occasion, he found his senior together with Xi Yanqing. He asked the other seniors, and even they were not able to figure out the relationship between the two. It was really one of those situations that felt like a pig ruining the cabbage, and it made his heart chaotic.

Well, fine, in fact, the pig is quite handsome, but it doesn't matter how handsome he is!

"There is a common language, there was a term for it. He is a love enemy! Life is a love enemy!" Luo Fei returned to his home, there was no one in the kitchen, and so he heavily placed the basket onto the table. Suddenly, he felt that something was sinking in his lower body.

Not good! He had to go to the outhouse!

Luo Fei instantly remembered the shit stick that he had cut in the morning, and then as a hygiene conscious person, he chose the latter without hesitation between the "common" and "possibly broken chrysanthemum" shit stick... The price of his impulse was that his chrysanthemum was scratched.

Luo Yi was sweeping in the chicken coop and suddenly heard "Owuuu~~~" screams. He rushed to the door of the outhouse, "What's wrong? What's wrong? Brother, are you okay?"

"Nothing!" Luo Fei's gritted his teeth, and with difficulty walked out. "I was just stabbed by the door." He was afraid that Luo Yi would be suspicious but it was too shameful to say that he had been scratched by the shit stick he had carved, in the toilet.

"It's good nothing happened, you scared me." Luo Yi finished and went back to sweep the chicken coop

Luo Fei let out his breath and walked slowly into the house, but he now he knew that the shit stick he had used, the material was not suitable for wiping.

This not even Xi Yanping knew about and so for the rest of the day, Luo Fei hissed at the pain in his lower part.

Luo Fei was afraid that he would have to go to the bathroom before his wound healed, and at dinner, he ate less than before. He walked slowly, and it seemed like his heart was heavy with worries. And from the loving eyes of Li Yuehua and Luo Tian, it appeared that their son was still thinking about Zhang Yangfan that scum, so they also did not have an appetite.

"Him being in this state is not okay." Seeing that the children were asleep, Li Yuehua said, "we have to think of a way."

"What way?"

"This way." Li Yuehua whispered to Luo Tian for a while, "What do you think?"

"You are willing?" Luo Tian glanced at his wife, not expecting that she actually had the heart to do it.

"Willing. The old saying goes well, you can't overcome things without taking risks!" Li Yuehua said, "we must be willing!"

"Yes! Then let's do what you said!"

In the other house, Luo Fei, who had been sleeping well, suddenly somehow sneezed. (They say when someone is talking/planning about you behind your back, you sneeze.)

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