"Sorry, sorry," Yun Chuan was quite embarrassed as well. He was a big man and sweated quite a lot. In the past, it was still a bit better but ever since the world ended, he could no longer take any more baths.
How could he not smell?
"No need to apologise," Bai Meiyue waved her hand with a slightly red face. "It's not your fault; it's me who cannot withstand sharp smells. Brother Yun, if you don't mind, then you can take a bath in the guest room. Of course, if you want, then you can take the water home."
"No, no. If you don't mind, then I would like to take a bath right here." Now that Yun Chuan knew that there was water to take a bath, he felt his skin was itchy. He couldn't wait to take off his clothes and wash the smell of rotten blood that was sticking to his skin.
