In the end, Zuo Hancheng walked in.
The moment he opened the door, the smell that assaulted his nose made him feel that the road to his home was very difficult for the first time in his life.
The culprit, Gu Anhao, was leaning against the window with no less than four layers of a mask on her face. She was trying her best to stretch her neck to breathe in the fresh air, as if she was about to suffocate.
The smell in the room was strong and pungent, and Zuo Hancheng immediately had a headache.
"Cough…You're back?"
Anhao heard the sound of the door opening and turned around to see Zuo Hancheng standing at the door with an ugly expression on his face. It was obvious that the smell in the room made him hesitate to enter.
She quickly turned around. Even though she was wearing four layers of masks, she still felt uncomfortable."What? If you think the smell is too bad, let's change places tonight. I don't think we can stay here today."
