Chapitre 598: 599, drunk

"Move it!" Chu Jin pushed against his forehead with her hand, looking very disgusted. "You stink to death!"

Mr. Mo's actions paused for a moment as he looked up, somewhat shocked.

He stank!?

Unbelievable, it was the first time someone had said he smelled bad!

Taking advantage of this gap, Chu Jin slipped out from under him like a nimble, bewitching fish.

"I stink?" Mr. Mo leaned in.

"Very much," said Chu Jin, her eyebrows slightly raised and her expression serious.

Seeing her so earnest, Mr. Mo almost started to doubt himself. He looked down and sniffed, and only when he was certain there was no unusual smell on him did he relax.

How could a person with severe mysophobia tolerate any strange odors on himself?

"Pfft!" Seeing him so tense, Chu Jin couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Just kidding. I'm going to take a shower."

With that, she darted into the bathroom.

She was now fully awake and somewhat unable to tolerate the pungent smell of alcohol on herself.