"The other girls didn't mind, so why do you care? You're a boy, aren't you afraid of losing a bit of face?"
"I'm so angry!" Lele said, raising his small fists. "If I find out who did this to me, I'll definitely make them pay. It's so disgusting. Even poison would have been better than laxatives, that's just intentionally gross!"
Whenever this kid was unhappy or too happy, he kept calling himself "this king" nonstop.
"I've never been this miserable before. It's filthy, disgusting. Mom, I won't be able to eat for at least three days."
Thinking about the mess in his pants, dirtying his little behind, made him want to cry.
"Is it really that disgusting?"
"Yes!" Lele nodded very aggrievedly.
"Sigh, just like your father, a neat freak." Yang Chuxia saw his eyes reddening, and decided to comfort him, "Actually, if you think about it, it's not that dirty. Those things were originally what you ate."
