Especially since an eggshell landed on Xiang Yazhi's hair, and the remaining egg white inside the shell slid down her hair, dripping onto her forehead.
"Ah..."
Xiang Yazhi's scream rang out, startling the little birds in the Gushu tree outside, fluttering their wings and flying up.
So disgusting.
Xiang Yazhi desperately wiped the filth from her face and hair, and her body, but the more she wiped, the dirt seemed never to get clean, and that nauseating smell kept creeping into her nose, making Xiang Yazhi feel as sick as if she had swallowed a fly.
"Tang Yue, I'm not playing with you." Xiang Yazhi shrieked, losing all composure.
