Looking at the half-dressed, sleeping one man and four women in the living room, Ning Fan frowned, especially as there was a strange smell in the air that was nauseating.
"How much fun did they have!"
Ning Fan shook his head, waved his hand, and drew the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling window open.
The glaring sunlight illuminated the living room, causing the people sleeping on the floor to instinctively raise their hands to shield their eyes.
Seeing this, Ning Fan quietly exited the room.
About half an hour later, four blonde women groggily walked out of the room.
As for Ning Fan standing at the door, he was thoroughly ignored by them, primarily because they had no energy left after a night of battle.
"Brother Bo, this guy really isn't afraid of getting sick."
After sending the women off, Zhang Bo, who was ready to catch some more sleep, just noticed Ning Fan's arrival.
"You're back…"
As he spoke, Zhang Bo blushed and quickly grabbed his clothes to cover himself below.
