However, Allen found Ming's bed in a mess.
"It's a mess. It's like a dog's nest!"
Allen chuckled. Sure enough, a savage was always a savage. Even if he lived in a good place and other aspects were good, there was still a flaw.
"But why?"
After mocking Ming, Allen suddenly felt that something was wrong because Ming was able to clean up everything.
"Then why didn't he clean up his most important place?"
"People spend their lives either on shoes or on the bed."
As Allen thought of this, he unconsciously stretched out his hands towards Ming's bed.
However, when Allen was about to touch the bed.
Allen heard heavy and rapid footsteps and stopped immediately.
Ming pushed the door of his room and shouted!
"Master Allen!"
He looked at Allen nervously, seeming to be worried about something. But soon after he entered the room, Ming found that Allen didn't seem to touch his things and he was relieved.
"What's wrong?"
Allen looked at the anxious Ming and asked.