Chapter 8
The male cook listened to another young man explaining to the eighth woman. The male chef couldn't help but frowned. Seeing that the girl still had an expression that he was right, he deliberately didn't look anxious to relieve himself, didn't bend his waist, and frowned. Without wrinkling, he stood with a calm look.

At this moment, who has the upper hand and who has the lower hand is obviously the most important issue right now.

If this girl believes that she is right and continues to harm other men's toilets in the future, then it's okay, education must be thorough.

"Tang Yiling? Why are you here...? You and him...???" It was Chen Hailin in black suit who spoke.

After Chen Hailin washed his hands, he quickly pulled out a paper towel and dried his hands. Without even looking at the trash slot, he threw the crumpled paper far away, and walked to Tang Yiling's side in three steps. Looking up at the burly and tall chef standing aside, he didn't know who he wanted to ask: "Do you know each other?"

"..." The cook turned his face aside.

"It's none of your business!" Tang Yiling looked at Chen Hailin with a dark face, and then left the men's room with his hands.

When Chen Hailin heard Tang Yiling yelling at him, he was so confused, he really couldn't believe it, what Tang Yiling said just now was none of your business...
The male chef sneered secretly. It turned out that the eighth wife came to the men's restroom to vent her anger because of a bad relationship...

At this moment, the male chef looked at Chen Hailin with a sneer, which made Chen Hailin feel unhappy all over.

Chen Hailin thinks carefully, Tang Yiling has always been gentle and gentle to him, even if he is very angry, he just doesn't speak, how could Tang Yiling hate him?

how is this possible? ? ?

Chen Hailin turned back to look at the tall man who laughed at him coldly, making his nose tremble and sore.

He always thought that Tang Yiling was destined to belong to him only from the moment he was born, and it has always been like this.

Chen Hailin gave the male chef a blank look, turned his head to look at the door of the bathroom, and then ran after Tang Yiling.

The male chef let out a breath, finally got rid of the eighth woman, and hurried to the urinal to relieve himself.

He stood in front of the urinal, raised his head against the white wall, and exhaled continuously, trying to relax his bladder.

After exhaling a few times, it was very difficult, and finally, he peed out.

I don't know! ! !
"Dead cook, don't show me again..." Tang Yiling rushed back and cursed loudly...

The male chef was so frightened by the sudden appearance of the eighth woman that he stopped peeing abruptly. He shrank his whole body and quickly covered the key parts with his hands. He was so frightened that his face sank, and he looked at Tang Yiling outside the door angrily.

Dead eighth woman! ! !

At this moment, Tang Yiling at the door of the bathroom had already seen everything that should be seen and what should not be seen, and it was unexpected that the dead cook hadn't finished his work yet.

My lords, every piss is so inkstained!

Tang Yiling blushed and her heart beat, she covered her face tightly with open palms, and retreated to the door in a panic, leaning against the wall.

At this moment, Chen Hailin chased after him. Seeing the gesture of the man relieved in the bathroom, he covered Tang Yiling's eyes anxiously, and hurriedly pulled her away.

"Dead cook, don't let me meet you again, or you will die!!!" Tang Yiling was pulled away by Chen Hailin, but at the same time, she did not forget to try to point her words at the door of the men's toilet so that the cook could hear clearly. Ma Wei also wants to convey the words in place, right?

snort!
Even if we meet again in the future, he is still afraid of this girl, Tang Yiling. This is a new era where men and women can talk about equality!
There was only one male chef left in the bathroom.

Be it the squatting pool inside the pavilion gate or the open public urinal, the quietness has finally been completely restored.

only······
The male chef had just finished urinating halfway, his body was overly tense, and he held back his urine in an instant. Now his bladder was swollen and painful, no matter how relaxed he was, he still couldn't urinate half a drop.

The male chef continues to brew and breathe deeply, just like exercising and giving birth, exhale deeply...exhale slowly...breathe deeply...exhale slowly...
Slowly, his body gradually relaxed, but he hadn't been able to urinate yet, feeling that the urethra was completely blocked.

But the male chef thinks it's okay, no one is around, he can wait with peace of mind until he urinates smoothly, empties his bladder completely, and then returns to the kitchen comfortably to start working!
It's just that this is the morning tea market, everyone drinks tea and eats breakfast, and there are many people who have a lot of excrement and urine.

At this time, the bathroom door opened...

Then there was a noise, and an old man with gray hair came in. The door closed automatically to isolate the noise from outside. In the quiet public urinal, he could clearly hear the old man whistling, probably because he was drinking morning tea. I drank very happily.

The tune played by the old man has a very good rhythm control, the heart is transparent, and the timbre is beautiful.

coincidence
There are so many empty urinals, the old man does not stand, habitually and orderly, he stands in the urinal next to the male chef, just standing in a row with the male chef, with their heads up and chests, facing the white wall to relieve their hands.

At this moment, the male chef didn't move his neck, but squinted his single eyelid, and secretly glanced at the old man beside him who was dripping with urine.

This is also strange, although the old man was hunched over, he was quick and smooth in terms of relief!
Then the old man continued to whistle, quickly closed the zipper, turned around and went to the sink to wash his hands, the sensor faucet sprayed water, and the sound of "swiping" water was clearly heard in the bathroom.

At this moment, the male chef saw that someone else was peeing, and he felt embarrassed all over before he even made a single drop. He immediately concentrated on it, closed his eyes and relaxed for a long time, but unfortunately, he still couldn't pee out of his body.

He felt like he had closed his eyes for a long time...
When he was suffering physically and mentally, he noticed that the sound of water behind him stopped, and the whistle of the old man also disappeared. The old man must have left, right?
He breathed out another sigh of relief, and after a while, for the sake of "safety", he still decided to turn his face back and look at the back, so that he could relax with all his heart and mind, so that he could urinate in one go.

God knows!
When the male chef looked back unsuspectingly and patrolled the sink with small eyes guilty, an old face stood in front of his eyes, staring at his round and wrinkled eyes, and smiled at him strangely: "Hehe, hey-hey······"

Seeing this, the male chef quickly straightened his head and continued to "relieve" solemnly facing the ceiling.

The air at this moment froze the embarrassment of a young man.

Where is the floor under this old man's feet?That was the proud pride that this young male chef had held all his life! ! !
Seeing his frightened expression, the old man straightened his waist, put his hands behind his back, and whistled happily.

Blowing and blowing, the old man stopped whistling again at the bathroom door, slowed down, and left slowly, his voice was like a poet, slowly echoing in Cantonese:

"Young, with a good-looking talent, the sky is not beautiful, so aggrieved, the future is worrying..."

 National Day is coming soon, yeah, be happy!
  My partner said that the National Day would be with me for a day,
  Like saying that there is no time, the zoo does not have a holiday! ! !

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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