The next morning, Ming found that there was no acid rain last night again. What kind of fucking doing is this rule up to?
It's not going to be a drought, is it?
While brushing his teeth, he looked at Raoul and Frank, who were standing upside down with their feet on the water glass. This was a punishment for the two of them. After all, the family style cannot be crooked. Showing you is my grace, if you don't see it, don't think about it.
"Alright!"
Ming waved his hand with the toothbrush, and the two puppets immediately turned over, and the water glass fell steadily on their heads. Fortunately, there was only foot-washing water in the glass, and no purified water was wasted. Otherwise, they might be punished again. It was really fortunate for them, right?
Splish~