Chapter 268 Toying with Xia Yingying
- The little thicket where Xia Yingying squatted wasn’t far from Darius Harrington—maybe twenty-something meters.
- Late at night, dead quiet. Darius heard a string of wet, miserable sounds: “doolala~~~~” and “pfft pfft,” the soundtrack of diarrhea.
- Darius laughed so hard tears spilled.