Chapter 11: This Woman Is Not Human
"Dongyi people, what Dongyi people, what are you talking about?" Xiaowen, who was following on the side, asked Huang Dou curiously.
Huang Dou, who forgot that Xiaowen couldn't hear Wang Yimao's words, quickly touched the back of his head and said with an embarrassed smile: "No..." It's nothing! ”
"Oh, I see, Brother Yimao is really interesting." The simple Xiaowen smirked as he spoke.
"By the way, Brother Yimao, when did you dye your hair, and do you still wear yellow contact lenses? Yesterday I remember that you had black hair. ”
"Oh, yes, yes, I was idle last night and I just dyed it, it looks good!" Huang Dou quickly explained in a male voice.
"Mmmm, Brother Yimao is more handsome now!" Xiaowen looked at the soybeans like a fan girl as he walked.
Huang Dou, who was walking on the side, saw that Xiaowen had been staring at him, and he was inevitably a little embarrassed, and he looked around blindly.
"Hey, Brother Yimao, there are women's clothes sold here, let's go in and have a look!" Xiaowen saw that there was his favorite costume inside, so he quickly grabbed Soybean's arm and walked inside.
The soybean, who didn't react at all, was pulled in by Xiaowen with great strength.
"Welcome, miss, what kind of clothes do you like?" A fair-skinned woman wearing a black formal summer skirt saw that a guest had come to the door, and quickly smiled with a smile on her face.
Huang Dou, who had just been pulled through the door, passed by a woman who was going out wearing a bright red lace skirt and a big sunhat.
Huang Dou was attracted by the woman who walked over suddenly, and quickly hooked his nose to smell the residual smell in the air in the direction where the woman went out.
"Brother Yimao, what's wrong with you?" Seeing the woman who walked out with her eyes on the soybeans, Xiaowen, who was a little jealous, puffed out her mouth.
"No... It's nothing, I just think the smell of the woman just now is a little strange, and I feel a fishy smell of rotting flesh on her body. Huang Dou replied and did not forget to continue to glance at the place where the woman left.
Xiaowen, who was originally a little jealous on the side, heard that Huang Dou actually commented on the bewitching woman who had just passed, and immediately turned cloudy and sunny, and couldn't help pouting and laughing: "That's the smell of perfume on people's bodies, don't you boys like to smell it the most!" ”
Xiaowen, who was talking, continued to pull the soybeans into the clothing store.
Xiaowen chose his favorite clothes in the store with his eyes shining, and the clerk also helped Xiaowen with his good figure from time to time, and Xiaowen was as beautiful as a fairy when he wore the clothes in the store.
Huang Dou sat on the bench next to him without saying a word, and he was still thinking about the faint smell of the woman in red when she passed by just now.
Woman: "You smell it too?" ”
"Well, I'm too familiar with that smell just now, I smelled too much of this smell when I was a dog in the yamen before, and it's a little different from the smell that stopped in the yamen's courtyard when you died."
Woman: "Yes, I also feel it, the woman who just passed is definitely extraordinary, she is definitely not human!" ”
Man: "What are you all talking about, aren't you just a woman dressed up in a glamorous way!" In today's society, there are many people dressed like this, what's so strange! ”
Woman: "But..."