"Brother San, your system is not working. There is a delay." Ethan Fang lamented while lying on the bed. "This star is too hard to pick. My B*tt is about to be broken in two."
Oliver: [What does it feel like?]
Ethan Fang calmly explained, "It's a bit bloated, a bit painful, and a bit pleasurable... It's very complicated."
There was a noise at the door, Ethan Fang turned over and sat up, and Zhou Chu held another large glass full of bright red watermelon juice in his hand.
He handed it to the young man, "Drink it."
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