There was a fried chicken shop on the side of the road, the aroma wafted through the air. Xiao Qian walked over, "Boss, give me a bag of popcorn chicken."
"By the way, boss, I just fell on the road. Can I use your faucet to wash my hands?"
"The faucet is over there!" The boss was very enthusiastic.
Xiao Qian washed her hands cleanly and then took out the hand sanitizer she carried with her, carefully applying it to her hands. The water-soluble mixed oil essence was quickly rinsed off.
"Boss, are you going to dump this bucket of dirty water? Let me help you."
"Oh, young lady, I'm so embarrassed. Did your hands get dirty?"
Xiao Qian smiled, her hands were now very clean, much cleaner than Ye Daqian's filthy heart.
The oil residue in the sink was washed away by the blood from the chicken legs, even if a police dog came, it couldn't smell the scent.
There was nothing cleaner than this.
