Chapter 812: is out of paper

Huang Qianqian ran straight to the toilet and popped in the toilet.

Huang Qianqian pinched her nose and smelled a foul smell. I just felt that the toilet stinked, and after this came down, I felt that it stinked even more.

However, after pulling it out, people were suddenly much more refreshed.

When Huang Qianqian wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, she heard the cursing sound of the toilet next to her, "Grandma, whose stinks so much!" It's really stinking! Does this butt have a needle eye or hemorrhoids? It's really stinking master! ”

Huang Qianqian couldn't wait to jump up from the toilet and scold the man. You just have a needle eye on your buttocks, and you have hemorrhoids on your chrysanthemums!

Thinking about it, Huang Qianqian still calmed down, after all, this is a matter of face, if it is known, her reputation Huang Qianqian will be miserable, and in the future, the daughter of the official family in Kyoto will probably laugh at her again for her thing!

Huang Qianqian's heart was galloping by 10,000 grass and mud horses, if she knew who was talking just now, she would definitely kill her!

After Huang Qianqian cleaned up, she felt a lot more comfortable. When I was getting ready to get up, I found that there was no paper in the toilet!

Huang Qianqian was struck by lightning.

No paper?

Why is it that in a dignified general's mansion, there is no toilet paper in the toilet ready to wipe the buttocks! What can I do? You don't have to get up straight without wiping your ass.

Huang Qianqian shook her head, how can this work, she has obsessive-compulsive disorder, thinking that there is still on the chrysanthemum, Huang Qianqian feels uncomfortable.

However, there is no paper in this latrine, and she can't go out with her bare ass and find someone to borrow it!

Going to die, going to die...... Huang Qianqian felt impatient in her heart.

Hearing the sound next door, Huang Qianqian knocked on the next door. "Anyone? Anyone? ”

Han Yingxue relieved her hand, and heard the voice next door. This voice was a little familiar, and Han Yingxue's ears moved. She has a strong memory, a strong sense of perception. If I am not mistaken, this person should be Huang Qianqian, the woman who was soiled by Hu Xiaoli on the street that day, and reasoned with them aggressively.

This woman is here too?

Thinking about it, it is so fancy and so high-flying, and it is also a good family background. It is estimated that she is a young lady from a big official family, and it is normal to come over with her today.

Han Yingxue pinched her nose, "Who are you and what are you doing?" ”

Huang Qianqian's embarrassed laughter came, "Great, great, there are really people." Girl, do you have any paper there, I don't have paper here, I just finished. ”

Han Yingxue almost laughed!

Haha, I didn't bring paper to the toilet, and I was trapped in the toilet, and it was the first time I had met her. This woman is really vulgar when she speaks, without any self-cultivation, is she really the daughter of an official family?

"Girl, girl, are you still there?" Huang Qianqian asked a little anxiously.

I finally grabbed a life-saving straw, but don't let her down!

Han Yingxue pinched her nose and said, "Here!" However, I don't have any paper here! ”

"Huh? You didn't either? Huang Qianqian was very disappointed.

What should I do if there is no paper? Is it really not to wipe it and just get up directly? Her legs are a little numb!

"But don't worry, although I don't have a tissue, I have some sticks here, do you want to use them?" Han Yingxue pinched her nose and asked.

In ancient times, poor people basically couldn't afford to buy hand paper, and they would use a few wooden sticks to pick it off after pulling it.

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