Logan Xiang rubbed the bait residue on his hand, watched Asher Cheng hang the bait on the fishhook with gritted teeth, and reached towards his bag.
"What are you doing?" Asher Cheng stared at his hand. "You threw your bag on the ground like that and I didn't say anything. You still want to touch it with this hand?"
"I don't touch the bag," Logan Xiang said, quickly pinching out a small bag of beef jerky from the open bag, "I'm eating this."
"Don't you think it's dirty? You just touched Sh!t..." Asher Cheng couldn't continue talking. Looking at his hand that was holding "Sh!t", he said, "If you are so greedy, go wash your hands first."
"It gets dirty after washing for a while..." Logan Xiang thought for a while, got up from the stool and squatted beside the fish pond.
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