"Xiaoyu, it seems Mr. Zhou is sleeping in the back, you can go find him yourself!"
After saying that, Xiaoyu left rather coldly, leaving Wu Xiaoyu quite puzzled. He sighed helplessly and went to look for Zhou Dong.
Wu Xiaoyu went to the bedroom behind Jiji and found Zhou Dong sprawled out on the bed, snoring away. He then placed Zhou Dong's sock by his mouth.
In high school, Zhou Dong had caught athlete's foot from his dorm mate, so his socks often smelled terrible and were always damp.
Even though Zhou Dong was groggy from sleep, the nasty smell roused him a bit, and he instinctively grabbed the smelly sock by his mouth and tossed it to the floor.
Seeing that he still wasn't awake, Wu Xiaoyu had no choice but to punch him hard on the back, fully waking him up.
"Who? Who the hell?" Zhou Dong sprung up, rubbing his back, and started cursing.
When he opened his eyes, he saw Wu Xiaoyu glaring at him angrily, challenging him, "What's wrong? Why are you hitting me?"
