On the fourth morning in San Francisco.
Zhang Zian still got up very early. First, it was difficult to change his biological clock that had been formed for a long time. Second, as a self-funded travel, every minute and second was precious abroad. How could he waste it on the bed (without girls)?
To be honest, the summer in San Francisco is really cool. The night can be said to be slightly cold, which is very suitable for sleeping. You can curl up in bed with a warm quilt and sleep until dawn. At this time, Binhai city is sweating like rain.
He didn't know who was the one who kept farting last night, but Zhang Zian opened the doors and windows to ventilate the room after getting up. Today, San Francisco was still filled with the smell of feces.
The elves also woke up one after another. Richard turned on the TV with his bird claw, planning to continue watching yesterday's erotic tv series.