"Cough cough!"
"Pfft!"
"Ah!"
"..."
As soon as Little Meat Bun finished speaking, the surrounding Zong Rong immediately choked on their saliva.
Medicine Immortal Old Man's arm slipped over the edge of the bath barrel, and his whole head plunged into the bath, "Cough cough! Cough cough..."
"Cough cough!" Little Monk Bu Jie, usually kind-faced, also changed color, looking incredulously at the Little Meat Bun beside whom he stood, questioning with trembling lips, "Cough cough! Not rape... cough cough..."
"Ah? Not?" Little Meat Bun was caught off guard by their reaction, watching the old man struggling and splashing in the bath barrel, confused, scratching his little head, "Did I remember wrong? Not rape? It's cough cough? Something's off..."
"Cough cough..." Hearing this, Little Monk Bu Jie coughed even harder, with a flash of embarrassment on his kind face.
"Cough cough..."
"Cough cough..."
