When I was squatting in the public toilet, I heard the crisp sound of eating melon seeds from next door, accompanied by the sound of snow and fart from time to time.

I can't help but sigh, this man is really heavy on taste. This kind of scene can be eaten, how greedy.

After coming back from work for more than an hour, I went to the toilet again, but the melon seeds didn't stop.

I can't help but care, "Dude, are you thirsty after so long ..."

The sound stopped abruptly. After half a minute, there was a faint sentence, "Thank you for your concern. I brought water. "