"Ahhhh, this feels good!"
He stretched lazily on the corridor on the inn's second floor, recovering all the vitality and vigour he had consumed last night.
Zhu Yike, who already looked like a rich young master with red lips and white teeth, pushed open the door next door.
Three strange women were squeezed into a bed.
They were different from the first time they met. The three looked extremely ordinary, and even their figures had changed.
With a glance...
It was expected, and he could only say he had no memory of it.
If they had not known in advance, no one would have recognized them as Aunt Xiang, Dongdong, and Ah Yao.
"Time to set off."
Zhu Yike sat at the tea table and looked at the three girls who had finished washing up.
He didn't care if the three of them had slept last night or not.
