Bai Bufan shyly covered his face.
Wang Ze, Chen Tianming, Zhang Haoyang, and others: "..."
Everyone knew Bai Bufan was about to talk about poop, but they didn't expect it to be such pure poop, with all the nutrients already absorbed by the large intestine, leaving only the purest feces.
Some people were dying to hear this, you know.
Lin Li was okay with it, he thought it made sense.
But according to this logic, he himself seemed to be like a ripped crotch.
No matter how many weeks or even dozens of weeks he was tormented by the playground, it seemed to not matter, he could even enjoy the wind along the way.
"Oh dear, turns out I'm even more filthy."
"Lin Li, can I borrow your soy sauce for a bit, I really want to hit Bai Bufan now."
Qin Zeyu's mouth said soy sauce, his mouth twitching, and his palm itching to smack someone.
Lin Li casually tossed the bottle of soy sauce and cola to Qin Zeyu, stroking his own chin:
