"Hey!"
Just as the prison cell was in complete silence, Zhao Yu suddenly slapped the skinny monkey, who was peeing on his bed, on the shoulder. The skinny monkey was so scared that he almost fell to the ground.
"Let me ask you," Zhao Yu asked kindly,"which bed is yours?"
"This ... This ... Oh, it's that, over there!" Skinny monkey quickly pointed to a bed near the door of the cell and answered with a trembling voice,"No. 1888, that's mine!"
"Oh ... That's quite lucky!" Zhao Yu nodded, then let go of her and said,"alright, I'll sleep in your bed from now on!" Then, he pointed to his bed that reeked of urine and said jokingly,"this one is yours. You can sleep here!"
Then, Zhao Yu swaggered over to bed 1888, then lay down on the bed as if there was no one else around.
"Oh ..." Although the bed also had a pungent sour smell, Zhao Yu still stretched lazily, then lay on the bed and closed his eyes to rest.
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