Liu Ruyan

Intuitively speaking, except for the intolerable smell, the room is simply a mess and looks horrible.

In the large living room, besides a sofa and a tea table, the rest were all rubbish.

All kinds of foreign wine and beer bottles were scattered all over the floor, and there were countless smoke farts. Some even scalded the wood floor with a big black scar. It seemed that smokers were too lazy to even put out the cigarette.

Of course, the most is the packaging bags of fast food, piled up in the room casually. Some of them seemed to put here for a long time, and some have already emitted the smell of corruption.

"What kind of person can make a house look like this?" Wang Dahao sighed with emotion, using pigsty to describe this place is an insult to pigs.

"People are here." Wu Gang pushed away from the master bedroom. The sanitation here was not much better than that of the living room. A woman in pajamas lay motionless in a piece of vomit, revealing half purple nail pants below.