The stench was so overpowering that Lu Xiaoyu couldn't help but gag.
"BLECH!"
"What on earth is that smell?" Lu Xiaoyu demanded irritably. "It's alcohol mixed with something else, and it's just so..."
She trailed off, suddenly shutting her mouth. She remembered how, when she was home alone, she would drink out of boredom. Once, she'd spilled an entire glass of alcohol on the carpet and then frequently walked barefoot over the spot. Even though her feet didn't smell, bacteria must have festered in the carpet. Over time, that would naturally create a foul odor.
At that realization, her composure completely shattered.
This is so embarrassing!
Liu Ergou, however, was clueless. "Never mind the smell," he said. "I don't know about anything else, but I do know you can't stay in these clothes."
"What do you plan to do?"
