Li Cheng pushed open the door and, in the hallway, stood Han Letian, Mu Yulu, and Shao Wangshu, each holding a bag of hot pot ingredients.
"Give me a hand,"
Han Letian handed the plastic bag to Li Cheng and glanced inside the house, "Your place is pretty clean. Neat and no odd smells, either you're a sissy or gay."
Li Cheng ushered the three into the house and retorted, "You think I'm like you? Keeping milk, cockroaches, energy jelly sticks, spicy strips, sour plums, Florida water, and raw pork all bottled up in plastic to brew some stink juice."
"That was from back in elementary school, okay? And you did the same."
Han Letian rolled his eyes, making himself at home by turning on the air conditioner and the TV.
"Childish." Mu Yulu pursed her lips dismissively and sat down on the sofa with Shao Wangshu, who looked around curiously.
