Chapter 117: Coming Put Of The Mix

Although Wu was very well prepared and has done a very considerate risk assessment job, the heavy work on his small chrysanthemum and his small heart still suffered heavy losses. He was lying on the bed for a week and could only eat liquid foods every day. Chi was also watching and hanging around.

This was not the most painful thing. The most painful thing was that every time he went to the bathroom, it was the same as snoring sounds. No matter how slow he tried to defecate, it is still as tragic as ever. Naturally speaking, pissing is really a technical job.

Why does he say that?

When Wu was feeling his ass muscles, he could not feel that the front and back muscles were implicated. As a result, the first time he urinated afterwards, he was doing it miserably.

In front of a hard life, it's back on the condition of contraction and shrinking. If he starts to worry about the pain, then urine does not come out. The urine also has to go in one sweep. Once it is interrupted, it will shrink in the back and start to hurt again. In the end, he will always be empty.

Every time he sees trousers, his tears flew out embarrassingly.

The most effective way to relieve his pain is to drink less water and urinate less, but this idea has met with strong opposition from Chi. Drinking less water meant easy to get dehydrated then easy to get constipated. Constipation suffering from that sinful event is even more tragic than this.

Therefore, he does not only need to drink but has to drink more - at least eight glasses of water a day. Chi was staring at Wu as he sipped one by one, not one less. In addition to eating so many liquid foods, Wu has to live every day in dire straits.

But how can tenacious Wu be to be so easily defeated? If you can not avoid urination, then he has to practice it! Chi's efforts were made to clean up once and without interruption leaving no residual realm.

So every morning, Chi closed his eyes and could hear such a movement.

First, a long time passing luck, then it shattered and sang two times, followed by a sudden wheeze. Accompanied by a short and powerful current, the sound of agitated water, a close of agility and a sudden wheeze. After quelling, it was a slow swallow, swallowing footsteps.

[1] Basically a nastier version of diarrhea and constipation. It's difficult to make out in this paragraph.

In the end, the big bed bucked twice. A big bug crawled up, relieved a sigh and comfortably groaned. A quick hum also came from the side.

At this time, Chi kissed Wu's face.

In these two days, probably the ass was not so painful. Wu's thoughts became alive.

"I want to eat pork."

Chi's hand holding the stuffing and simmering stew was paused. Chi said, "For two more days, it will get a little bit easy."

"Can't stand it." Wu hated the seaweed in the soup.

A whole day full of vegetables and this will soon become a farm!

Even if Wu wanted to say that, he couldn't.

As a result, at eleven o'clock in the evening, taking advantage of Chi's time when he went to take a bath, Wu gave a call to Gangzi.

"Buy me a bowl of cooked pork belly."

Just a stagnation for Gangzi, "At this time where can I go to buy pork belly?"

"Isn't there a night market selling it?" Wu said.

"I'm afraid that those things aren't clean. I'm not going to say that you had a bad stomach in these two days?"

Wu doesn't care. "That's nothing, you just bring that to me."

When he squat down the phone and suck it, the locust has already crawled in his stomach.

Chi took a shower and saw Wu was lying on the bed. His mouth was affixed to Xiao Chu Bao. Chi didn't know what to think.

"What are you doing?" Chi asked.

Wu was touching his nose with Xiao Chu Bao and said, "I'm visualizing the smell of meat."

"What is this?" Chi leaned against the bed and a powerful long leg curled up and the other leg sank on Wu's back ridiculing, "You haven't eat meat for days. Is it this meat?"

Wu naturally knew what this meat meant and he immediately returned a sentence.

"You can't eat. There's enough for you."

Chi smiled and went on to scratch Wu's neck. Wu felt that his touch caused his chrysanthemum to shrink again and again.

At night, Chi was asleep. Wu was awkwardly walking to go to the bathroom.

When the bathroom door opened, Chi was awake. He was already alert even when he slept and he was afraid that Wu would always play the "music" in the bathroom.

[2] This visual diarrhea

Wu opened the window of the bathroom and fanned his fingers toward the outside.

"It's just me in here."

Gangzi raised his head and drew a bucket with a rope dangling from the second floor.

"Put the meat in the bucket," Wu whispered.

Gangzi was deeply sad. How did Chi abuse you like this?

Cautiously putting the meat into the bucket and tying it back to the rope, the bucket swung to the window firmly holding in. With a shrinking below filled with excitement, Gangzi just made an okay gesture.

OMG! This is meat!

Wu was holding tears in his hand.

No need to use chopsticks, Wu directly squeezed a piece of meat full of oily scent! And he sneaked it to the mouth and sent the meat inside. As a result, he turned his hand and wiped his mouth.

Then Chi kicked the door open and looked at the culprit. Chi went and snapped the meat bucket going to the kitchen and started eating it.

"Chi... You're awake?"

Chi's sharp teeth chewed the meat in his mouth and he bit it hard.

"It's quite fragrant."

Wu wanted to break in and shook his hands shamelessly wanting to get in the action.

"Then I also want to try it."

Then he ran to Chi again even when the entire meat bowl has been nearly finished.

Wu wanted to keep Chi's arm from finishing the meat and his face was facing the smallest one in the middle. "Oh...! That piece, I will eat that little piece."

Chi's pupil exuded an awesome light. "Not until you finish that."

Wu looked down on the table remembering that he still had some broth on his hands. He raised his finger quickly and tried to steal it again.

Fuck! Deep in the middle of the night, Chi was deliberately eating meat in front of a hungry Wu - eating in big mouthful and licking it with gusto.

Wu looked forward with a sloppy look. Then he faintly asked, "Special taste right?"

"Improvised."

If one eats all of the meat and eats boldly near one's enemies, then Wu will then be without a few mouthfuls of meat.

Wu shriveled and swallowed. "How tasty is it?"

Chi said, "Not as tasty as your big ass."

Wu hated the name and flung his bowl at Chi.

There was the last piece of meat left in the bowl and Chi deliberately played around with it. Wu's dazed eyes were aimed to it. Chi was startled by Wu's face looking at the meat and his mouth was filled with laughter. In his strict gaze on the keeper's eyes, he slowly stuffed the meat into his mouth. At this moment, Wu also felt that Chi would stop and divide the meat in his mouth by half. Even as Chi was chewing it, Wu does not want to give up hope that Chi would share the meat.

However, Chi swallowed it.

Wu felt that because this piece of meat was lost, he was half-sleepy and sulking. He fell asleep just before dawn.

His dreams were circling between eating meat, oily pigs, elbows and two cents a pound.

Although Chi brushed his teeth, the meat taste in his mouth was still difficult to disperse completely. Wu's nose learned something and reached the meat taste left in Chi's mouth.

Wu's kisses had nothing to do with confusion and Chi had become accustomed to it. He felt Wu's thin lips sticking in his mouth and his heart was stirred with a horny fever.

If a person spreads the disease, he can kiss your mouth to prove that he has loved you deep in the bone marrow.

Finally found the meat!

"Uh...!"

This mouthful, Chi's eyes became green.

The next morning, he asked Gangzi mad questions.

"Who told you to secretly give him meat?"

Gangzi's reply was innocent. "He asked me to buy for him."

Chi was worried. "You don't know that he can't eat meat?"

"I Know!" Gangzi said.

Chi narrowed his eyes and blew cold air in the sound.

"Then why did you give it to him?"

Just as Chi paused, Gangzi said, "Weren't you the one telling me that as long as he asks, I have to follow his words whether it's right or wrong? Even if he is wrong and I know it myself, it's not in my place to question him."

Chi's eyes were round and it was hard to find a word.

Driving back, passing through a food street, Chi remembered the scene of Wu's screaming for meat in his mouth last night and suddenly braked.

...

A large amount of pork was placed in front of Wu.

"Eat!"

This word was the one that made him most excited.

Like a very hungry wild wolf, he did not hold back and wiped out the meat in the bowl.

"Enjoyed it?" Chi asked.

Wu nodded, "Real fucking cool!"

The next morning, the day before dawn, Wu rushed into the C.R and sat on the toilet. The perspiration beads slammed into his scalp and there was only one thought in his heart.

Being persistent is not good. Sooner or later, it will come back and wreck you!