"Good!" Tong Wanwan nodded.

Two men got up.

"I'll go with me." Song Yuexiu also stood up.

Tong Wanwan and Tong Ruoqing were stunned at the same time.

It was Tong Ruoqing who reacted first, and she showed a shallow smile to Song Yuexiu, "Okay! ”

The three of them went to the exhibition hall together.

There are many dresses there, either hanging or in the window, and if the customer likes a lot of them and doesn't want to try them on back and forth, there are also fitter fitters.

Tong Ruoqing turned around and picked no less than 6 pieces.

She didn't want to try them on one by one, so the store manager found three beautiful try-ons.

She shook her head when she saw it, "The figure is okay, but the temperament is not good, the appearance is too ordinary, the key is that it is too tacky." ”

Tong Wanwan vomited in her heart: Hey, hey, this is to help you try on clothes, not to let you choose a concubine!

"Secretary Luo, come and try it on for me." Tong Ruoqing turned her head to Tong Wanwan.

Song Yuexiu's gaze was suddenly sharp.

This was the look he would have shown when he looked nervous.

Tong Wanwan chuckled.

I knew from the bottom of my heart that this was another trap for her, and I couldn't help but do it. She calmly responded, "Okay, I'll try it for you." ”

She went over and took the clothes from the female clerk and went to the fitting room.

Song Yuexiu followed her figure, her thin lips pursed.

"Yue Xiu, you're picking with me." Tong Ruoqing grabbed his arm, looking delicate and charming.

Song Yuexiu was indifferent to her flattery.

After pondering for a few seconds, he said, "You pick it first, I'll go to the root room to smoke a cigarette, and I'll be back soon." ”

With that, he took her hand and left.

The smile on Tong Ruoqing's face disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Tong Wanwan took the clothes and went into the fitting room.

The space inside is three times that of a normal fitting room, and there are mirrors on all sides.

She pulled up the curtains, set her clothes aside, and then took them off, observing her surroundings vigilantly as she took them off.

Tong Ruoqing asked her to try on clothes, which is definitely not simple.

Taking off her clothes, she picked up a small white dress and was about to put it on her body in front of the mirror, but to her horror, she found that the woman in the mirror did not move.

My heart was beating wildly.

Swallowed.

If it weren't for the psychological preparation before, and the fact that I had seen supernatural events in the past few days, I would have escaped in fear if I was an ordinary woman.

She forced herself to calm down, looking at the woman in the mirror who looked exactly like hers, and was smiling a little bit. ，

Behind it, a cold wind blew.

Tong Wanwan turned sideways vigilantly, looked behind her, and saw that in the mirror behind her, it was... Myself!

No, it is correct to say that the body that no longer exists, her former body.

In the mirror, she was wearing the same dress she had before she died, and her face was full of collagen, pure and moving.

It's been a long time since she's seen her so vivid self.

She smiled.

The girl in the mirror smiled too.

She brushed her hair, and the girl in the mirror followed suit.

Tong Wanwan made several movements in a row, and the girls in the mirror made the same movements as her.

What's going on.

Looking at her body, she was originally only wearing underwear, but now she is wearing a pink dress, her hands, her face, and her body have all returned to the same as before.

She touched her skin, felt the warmth of it, and was ecstatic in her heart.

But after the ecstasy, the heart suddenly fell into the ice cellar again.

No, no, Tong Wanwan is dead, she was even cremated, how could she come back to life?

She's Locho now!

In a blink of an eye, the girl in the mirror, blood slowly oozed from her dress, and the skin on her face peeled off little by little, becoming a blur of flesh and blood......