"Ugh, ugh..."
Chou Lao's tongue hung out, as he incessantly picked at his throat, as if he wanted to yank his tongue out from his stomach.
A stinking monkey's fur?!
While treating Han Xiaoyun with fish therapy, and when checking the Black and White Evil during the dormitory investigation at Nie Qingwu's place, there seemed to be no strange odor, right?
Ye Feng, puzzled, raised his hand and brought the black hair to the tip of his nose for a sniff.
Ugh!
With one breath sucked into his stomach, Ye Feng almost vomited like Chou Lao.
The odor of the black hair was overwhelmingly strong, both fishy and rancid, not like it came from a human but rather like it was from a wild animal.
"Don't you think that what you're doing is perverted and disgusting?"
Before Ye Feng could catch his breath, a cold, disdainful voice suddenly came from beside him.
