C36 I Don't like Men's Deer

You don't like men's deer.

As the two of them were chatting, the space around them suddenly distorted, as if a layer of mist had been lifted, revealing three animals as big as oxen, with branches and horns on their heads, short brown hair, and red, yellow and blue stripes on their backs.

Their dark, watery eyes were full of curiosity and naivety. Their raised necks were full of arrogance