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Chapter 116 - 110 I Really Didn’t Eat That Thing...

Chapter 116: Chapter 110 I Really Didn’t Eat That Thing...

Crap...

The smell emanating from Ah Zhi almost ruined everyone’s breakfast at the table.

"Wow!"

Xiao Ran became even more frightened as Ah Zhi approached closer.

"Mommy, did Uncle Ah Zhi leave the house without cleaning himself after ’going,’ and... and he even smeared it all over himself, wow!"

"Ah Zhi! Stand there! Don’t come any closer!"

Aunt Xiu scolded him with squinted eyes.

Crap!

The man with the golden glasses wiped his face in a frenzy.

Had he not wiped his face, it would have been okay, but as he did, he almost ended up smearing whatever was on his face into his mouth.

"Gag!"

A piece accidentally smeared under his nose, and the foul smell almost made him hurl on the spot.

"Heh! Cough cough! Ha ha, Xiao Ran, don’t worry, uncle didn’t eat ’it.’ Uncle just... gag! Oh gag!"

Mid-sentence, the man with the golden glasses couldn’t help but start retching again.

He had only gotten that stuff on him while cleaning, Jiang Xiao’s room was such a mess, it was hard not to get a drop on himself!

He hadn’t felt it so much while in Jiang Xiao’s room earlier.

After all, most of that filth came courtesy of a severed tongue.

Er, mainly because Ah Zhi knew better than anyone how it got there.

When he went to clean in the morning, besides initially being grossed out.

He got used to its rhythm quite quickly.

But now, as soon as he stepped outside, the nauseating feeling started to become overwhelming with the breeze.

You should know, the severed tongue had eaten Jiang Xiao’s peanut parfait last night.

God knows how to describe that smell with just words!

Ah Zhi looked extremely unwell, feeling the urge to vomit grow stronger.

Seeing Ah Zhi’s unending dry heaving, Xiao Ran cried even louder.

"It’s not what you think! You guys are misunderstanding, I’ve just been cleaning, if you don’t believe me, you can..."

Ah Zhi wanted to explain, but before he could get close, he was furiously cursed out by He Menghan.

"Go to hell! Stay away from us! With that smell, someone would believe if I said you took a ’dip’ in it like shower gel from head to toe! Scram, scram, scram! Disgusting!"

"Not really, I don’t think Ah Zhi used it as a bath sponge."

Ah Zhi was just about to thank Aunt Xiu for her righteous defense, but the following remark once again dumbfounded him.

"I think Xiao Ran is right, he’s just been eating ’it.’ Get lost! Don’t be such a sight to behold here!"

Old Wood also looked like he was on the verge of throwing up.

"The situation is so amazing, my rhinitis that had been acting up got instantly cleared by your doing!"

"I... I’m not... this..."

Ah Zhi, filthy with mess, held his cleaning tools while staring blankly at everyone.

At this moment, he felt utterly defenseless, a feeling akin to holding a sword but not knowing where to turn.

"Did you finish cleaning?"

Jiang Xiao, who had been silent until now, spoke up.

"Huh?"

Ah Zhi was startled and then quickly shook his head.

"No, no, I came to get some water, I’ll go back and continue cleaning!"

Ah Zhi revealed a forced grin and headed to the restroom to fetch water.

Xiao Ran wiped away tears, her little face filled with concern.

"No wonder Uncle Ah Zhi skipped breakfast, turns out he was eating ’it,’ and... and he even choked on it, needing to get some water to flush it down... He’s so weird..."

The man with the golden glasses stopped in his tracks, feeling as if his body was quivering.

Damn it...

Uncle really isn’t a weirdo!

But, when I think about it, that stuff is pretty oily, soup and all; it shouldn’t be able to choke me, right?

The messy scene involving Ah Zhi made yet more viewers flee the Dragon Country’s live streaming room.

After all, no one wants to be greeted with such a sight first thing in the morning.

[I’m out! Out! Out!!]

[Let’s go, let’s go see how the blonde hunk at the lighthouse is doing.]

...

At that moment, Wode’s expression looked as if he was suffering from constipation.

When eating breakfast, the man with the golden glasses happily took the seat beside him without hesitation.

"Oh, my God, isn’t it chicken for breakfast?"

"Uh-huh."

"Egg sandwich?"

"Uh-huh."

"Yosha~"

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses began to look deranged.

"Sure, just don’t know if you want to be the egg or the sandwich?"

Ward was visibly exasperated.

What the hell is he talking about with eggs and sandwiches?

"Heh heh heh, don’t you understand?"

Ward shook his head.

Achi smiled at him indulgently.

"You really are a little fool, aren’t you? As for the egg and the sandwich, well, is it you who wraps me or... do I wrap you~"

Ward: ???

In broad daylight, under this bright sky, could you tone it down a bit?

What was unbearable for him was the perverted man with gold-rimmed glasses had placed a hand under the table on his leg.

Ward’s body immediately stiffened, and even his voice trembled.

"Bro... I mean, not bro, you said last night... you didn’t like to force..."

"Yes, that’s right."

Achi harshly yanked a handful of Ward’s leg hair, causing him to wince in pain.

"Did I force you? I see that you were quite willing."

The burly man, nearly two meters tall, sat there not daring to move, looking helplessly at the other people at the table.

But obviously, everyone acted as if they saw nothing out of the ordinary and no one joined the conversation.

The atmosphere here while dining was clearly different from Jiang Xiao’s.

It was oppressive, heavy.

Everyone silently ate the food in front of them.

That tall and beautiful woman, He Menghan, kept casting her gaze over her body from time to time...

Ward could see a clear greed in her eyes.

It was like... like the excited look of a tiger or lion seeing its prey.

She looked like she wanted to devour Ward whole!

And then there was the little girl called Xiaoran.

If He Menghan’s gaze was a direct and straightforward murderous intent,

Then this little girl’s expression gave him a sinister feeling...

Although the little girl was trying her best to look cute,

Ward could still feel the cold, malevolent air emanating from her.

Although it seemed somewhat inappropriate to describe such a cute little girl as "malevolent," Ward felt that was indeed the case.

"Oh, Ward~ your leg hair is so thick and strong, you truly are a tough guy."

While continuously rubbing and pulling Ward’s long leg hairs, Achi showed a look of ecstasy on his face.

"Hehe, Achi, remember to allot the time fairly; you can’t enjoy him all to yourself."

He Menghan spoke coldly, signaling Achi not to monopolize their prey.

"Heh heh heh, I understand, I get it. Joy shared is joy doubled."

"Wait a minute!"

Aunt Xiu shared her own thoughts.

"But I think we should give it to him before her, right? Maximize the benefits, can’t waste it?"

He Menghan nodded, indifferent as long as it ended up in her hands eventually.

"Xiaoran has grown up too, huh..."

"Shut up! Do you want to be disciplined by mom again?"

Xiaoran was abruptly cut off by Aunt Xiu’s irate interruption.

The reflection of the light on Achi’s glasses made it impossible to see his eyes clearly.

But the ambiguous smile that curled on his lips made Ward shudder without feeling cold.

What on earth are they talking about?

Who can I still trust?

Can I trust that little boy?

Xiaoqing seemed to have never posed a problem.

Or that taciturn uncle, Old Mu?

These two seemed most normal, but this was "Analog Horror."

You can’t trust what your eyes see.

It seemed...

It seemed that only this perverted man with gold-rimmed glasses was worthy of trust.

Just as Ward thought of the man with glasses, Achi whispered in Ward’s ear.

"Do you remember what I told you last night? If you want to survive, other than making a deal with me, you have no other choice."

Ward’s mouth moved, but he didn’t know what to say.

As a man standing over six feet tall!

How can I just give myself away to barely survive!

Where would my dignity be then?