The maid had to do the words of the master. Pan Jinlian responded, "Yeah!" and picked up the dirty spittoon and left the door. In the blink of an eye, she ran back with the empty spittoon. Pan Jinlian put the spittoon in the original place, and returned to her original position and stood still, and continued to close her eyes and take a nap. The entire process of turning the spittoon in less than ten seconds.

"As expected, the handle comes as soon as possible." Zhang Tuhao looked at the spittoon that had not been washed or brushed at all, and thought happily, and said to Pan Jinlian: "Why is it so fast? Isn't this spittoon brushed? Tell you, there is a little brat in this spittoon that has been pissed on it."

Pan Jinlian hummed disdainfully and continued to take a nap.

"Ignore me? OK! This will make my leader check something wrong, hum!" After Zhang Tuhao said that, he reached out and picked up the empty spittoon and lay down, then turned the spittoon upside down, and his face turned toward the inside of the spittoon, and a "major inspection" of hygiene was conducted.

A few dirt water fell from the spittoon and dripped into Zhang Tuhao's mouth. Zhang Tuhao instinctively smacked his mouth a few times. When he wanted to swallow it, he realized that the taste was not right. He sat up quickly and looked up with a dirty water on the ground with his face bitterly looking for the spittoon. Unexpectedly, he could not see the spittoon when he looked over.

"Huh? Why is the spittoon missing? I was still on the ground just now..." Zhang Tuhao saw that there was no spittoon on the ground beside him, and he was wonderingly when he was about to question Pan Jinlian, he suddenly realized that the spittoon was in his hand. Unexpectedly, he was so excited that Zhang Tuhao swallowed the "drink" in his mouth.

"You little lewd woman, I reclaimed the dirt that was spit out of my mouth like a recycling bin on the computer display screen." Zhang Tuhao stared at Pan Jinlian who was dozing off with disgust and annoyed, and cursed in his heart: "You are cruel! I'll find a problem when I'm picking up the problem and making it impossible for you to deny it. Master, I must create a handle that will force your little lewd woman to deliver goods to me!

Zhang Tuhao, who was lying in the recliner, thought of this, threw the spittoon a few times, then raised the spittoon over his head, looked up again with his face. Due to his concentration, his head and face were getting closer and closer to the spittoon mouth, and he unknowingly put his head into the spittoon mouth until he accidentally let out a "bang" sound, causing Zhang Tuhao's entire head to be put into the spittoon.

Zhang Tuhao had not yet considered the danger of getting into the spittoon in his head. He stared with his eyes wide and his hands turned the spittoon like a car turning. He looked carefully and saw that the spittoon was covered with urine on all sides of the spittoon and was dirty.

Zhang Tuhao, who was in the spittoon with a heavy smell, not only did not feel sad, but he became happier as if he was watching comedy sketches. He did not help but say proudly: "Hmph, fortunately, it was a surprise inspection that the dirt was so thick and the odor was so heavy. The situation fully demonstrated that not only did not wash it today, but it was not washed yesterday, and even the day before yesterday!"

After saying that, Zhang Tuhao in the spittoon shouted loudly: "Little lewd lady, have you heard what I said?"

Pan Jinlian took a nap and did not respond at all.

Zhang Tuhao shouted again: "Little lewd woman answered quickly, otherwise she would be responsible for the consequences!"

Pan Jinlian was still napping without any reaction.

"I sent several short messages, but I didn't reply any of them." In order to attract Pan Jinlian's attention, Zhang Tuhao said angrily, while touching the folding fan, he knocked hard at the bottom of the spittoon that was put on his head. The copper spittoon then made a "bang" sound, which made Zhang Tuhao's head "buzz" and his body tremble suddenly, but little Pan Jinlian still did not give any "reply".

Zhang Tuhao was afraid of knocking on the spittoon again and making himself a concussion, so he had to change to a higher voice and shouted: "Pan Jinlian, you are so slutty, have you heard the instructions I sent?"

Pan Jinlian opened her eyes, pretended to be surprised and searched for the source of the sound, while saying, "Huh? Why is this sound so melodious, so pleasant, so beautiful? Why is it like a stereo sound coming from a multi-channel speaker?"

"Don't make a mistake, this is the sound I made from the spittoon, so it's so melodious because the spittoon is copper, and the fan that knocks on is ivory!" Zhang Tuhao said this, suddenly realized something was wrong and thought, "How did this increase the sound effect?"

So Zhang Tuhao said loudly to Pan Jinlian again: "You must first answer my question. Your service is so inadequate and irresponsible. Are you not afraid that I, Zhang Tuhao, fire you?"

"I said why it sounds so nice. It turns out that you got into the spittoon. Wow! It sounds better than the subwoofer." Pan Jinlian looked at Zhang Tuhao who was drilling into the spittoon, and couldn't help but cover her mouth and smile, and then said: "Looking at the cool look of your spittoon on her head, listening to the great sound effects, it's like enjoying a visual feast."

"Really? You really heard the good voice?" Zhang Tuhao was so happy that he felt that the little lewd woman might be playing some tricks again, so he shouted in anger: "Answer my question quickly and don't hang around!"

Pan Jinlian looked at the two sides and said in a coquettish way: "My husband, we are discussing the sound effects now. Other questions, I will naturally answer you in a while."

"What? You...you little woman, you call me husband?" The coquettish husband heard Zhang Tuhao's great help, and he couldn't help but feel happy again, saying, "Then let's discuss the audio issue first, and then...oh little woman, the sound I made in the copper spittoon is really cool?"

Pan Jinlian: "It's so cool that you don't feel it?"

Zhang Tuhao: "Of course I felt it, just... the odor in the spittoon is too heavy. Every time I say something, I have to take a sip of heavy smog. I can't stand it if I don't wear a mask."

After Zhang Tuhao said that, he held the spittoon with both hands and posed for "take off the penis and get out of his brain".

Pan Jinlian shouted anxiously: "Don't come out!"

Zhang Tuhao: "Why?"

Pan Jinlian: "Mr. Zhang, you rarely get into the spittoon. If you sing a pop song in it, it will definitely be great."

Zhang Tuhao: "No, the odor is so strong, I'm afraid that the person will be fainted after the song has not been finished."

Pan Jinlian said in a silly voice: "No! As long as you agree to sing, I will dance with the rhythm and let you see it, okay?"

"Really? That's good..." Zhang Tuhao was excited and was about to agree, but suddenly he felt something was wrong: "Oh no, I must be fooling me again. You won't be so sexy, I'll watch it!"

Pan Jinlian shouted like a guarantee letter: "Please be twisted, it's still too loose and very twisted!"

"This is so exciting..." Zhang Tuhao shouted excitedly and finally ended, and suddenly changed his mouth: "Hey, no, my mouth, nose, eyes are all in the spittoon. At this time, twist, what's the difference between me and the blind man watching a magic show? I'll twist it when I come out."
Chapter completed!