Wusha struggled to suppress her inner turmoil, shook her head with a sigh, and slowly walked toward Medusa.
Sigh! Tell me, in all this world, which mother has never been peed on by her own child? Wusha had heard her own mother say that Wusha used to wet the bed and her trousers, and occasionally even peed right on her mother's neck.
And now, Wusha had just been thoroughly drenched by a massive stream of urine from Medusa, and the volume was truly impressive. After all, Medusa possessed a gigantic physique, meaning even half a puddle was measured in cubic units.
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