Han Xin was startled when he heard that Peng Xiu had a body pillow of him in her room. The idea struck him as strange and uncomfortable. Xiang Yu, standing beside him, found the situation amusing. A grin spread across his face, and he couldn't help but chuckle.
"Apparently, she slept with it every single night," Xiang Yu said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "And it smelled like fish and sweat. I wonder what she did to it."
Han Xin's mouth fell open in disbelief. "Eww no, that is gross," he finally managed to respond, his face twisting in disgust.
Xiang Yu stifled a laugh, clearly enjoying Han Xin's reaction. As he walked away, he added, "I don't blame her. Look at you! I would probably have one in my bed. In fact, I should go get one custom made right now."
