C275 Feller with Diarrhea

"Lee He, is it? Your take-out, please keep it."

Zhao Shi sent the take-out to these people.

In front of them was a row of five seats in a row. Five young people were sitting there, staring at the screen attentively.

"Damn, my stomach hurts. What should I do?"

One of the young men called Li He took the delivery and asked the person beside him.

"Hey, brother