C1102 This must be enough

In the morning, when the first ray of sunlight shyly shone into the inn, the scenery on the bed was so beautiful that it hurt the eyes.

On the bed lay two people.

One of them was Zhiyong who was covered with scars like a war general, while the other one was a girl who reeked of rouge.

The floor was littered with clothes.

There was Zhiyong's jacket, pants, vest, and his dirty underwear