"I just washed these clothes yesterday... this is infuriating!" Huang Yingying said, fuming.
"Then do you want to hit me a few more times?" Lin Tian asked.
"What's the use of hitting you? Hurry up and clean it with tissue paper," Huang Yingying said, rolling her eyes.
"Alright, alright, I'll wipe it up now."
Lin Tian pulled a large bunch of tissue paper, helped Huang Yingying wipe off the dirt on her body, and cleaned up the mess that had spilled onto the bed as well.
Watching Lin Tian busy himself with his head down on the bed, all sorts of thoughts sprouted in Huang Yingying's mind.
Lin Tian had actually sprayed out so much all at once.
The amount was truly astonishing.
If Lin Tian went to the hospital to donate, his quantity alone could match several men, right?
It wasn't until Lin Tian had cleaned up all the mess that Huang Yingying finally snapped back to reality.
"It's getting late; we should sleep," Lin Tian said.
