Mr. Squirrel of the Fairy Forest

Mr. Weasel returned to the Chilamy apartment in the small town of Valta, lost his bicycle, rushed into the door and began to rummage through the boxes.

I dragged out the suitcase from the basement, opened the closet, took out the underwear, socks and clothes, and threw them in all at once.

Toothbrush, towel, and body hair conditioner are all stuffed into the backpack.

The remaining miscellaneous things are packed into small cardboard boxes.

In the end, Mr. Weasel evacuated the entire Chilamy apartment, packed a bunch of luggage and came out.

With so many things, his little bicycle couldn't take them with him.

No way, Mr. Weasel went to the Fairy Guild and spent a lot of money to hire a wild goose moving team.

The leader of the moving team, Goose, brought his younger brothers, and followed behind Mr. Weasel, the gold master, to Chilamy Apartment.

They wore brown helmets and the uniform yellow overalls of the moving team, with the words "serve the goblins wholeheartedly" embroidered on their chests.

"Mr. Huang Lang, may I ask you a question? Where are you going to move?" Boss Yan lifted a box, tied it to the back of one of the younger brothers with a rope, and asked while working.

Mr. Weasel leaned against the door frame, dangling a cigarette in his mouth, and the little squirrel was not around. He was the uncle, and there was no goblin to control him at all.

Hearing this, Mr. Weasel raised his eyebrows, unable to bear the desire to show off, and began to add drama to himself again.

"Damn, move to the countryside in the small town of Varta, where my little boyfriend lives, insisting that I move in and live together, begging me several times."

Taking a sharp sip, and slowly exhaling a smoke ring, Mr. Weasel continued to whisper: "Brothers, let me tell you, when looking for a little lover, don't look for the kind who is too obsessed with goblins. You should kiss, hug, and hug every day." I can't stand being tall and sticky."

While sighing, he shook his head helplessly, as if he couldn't bear it.

The wild geese brothers who were working next to them didn't answer their questions, but just kept their heads down on their work.

Dude, you are too Versailles!

Everyone is single geese, and they don't even know what breed their future lovers will be?Kissing, hugging, holding high and so on, the goblin is too envious!

While the geese were carrying their luggage, Mr. Weasel began to babble up and down and never stopped.

Finally, when the counting was completed, the brothers of the Dayan moving team flew into the sky one by one, some tied their luggage on their backs, and some held their luggage in their mouths. Clean up.

Seeing that all the luggage had been emptied, Mr. Weasel took one last look at Chiramy's apartment, and then slammed the door behind him, whistling.

Bye bye~

He has left the single, so naturally he can no longer live in the single apartment.

Mr. Weasel got on his bicycle and drove towards the small tree house.

When passing by the gate of the small town of Varta, he suddenly remembered something. He braked beautifully and parked the bicycle under the gate of the city.

Waving his claws at the sparrow guard on duty, Mr. Weasel took out a money bag from his pocket, which was filled with heavy pennies. He didn't feel any pain in his flesh, and boldly stuffed it into the sparrow guard's open wings.

"Okay, I'll give you five times the settlement. Now you've got both money and goods. You can't speak ill of me in front of the little squirrel." Mr. Weasel put one leg on the bicycle seat and was about to leave. , After thinking about it, he still worried.

"Don't worry, my mouth is very strict."

The sparrow guard opened the purse and looked at the pennies stuffed to the brim, his black bean eyes glistening.

He raised his wings and zipped the bird's beak in a perfunctory manner. He didn't pay attention to Mr. Weasel at all, and his mind was full of thoughts on how to go to Miss Fox's disco at night.

He wants to order a bottle of expensive red wine, ask Miss Fox to sing a song with him, and finally put the tip into Miss Fox's skirt.

oh!God!Is this the life a little sparrow can live?

The wild goose moving team flying in the sky is already urging Mr. Weasel to lead the way. Even if he knew that the sparrow guards did not hear his words, Mr. Weasel could not delay any longer. Go to the small tree house in the Fairy Forest.

At this moment, Mr. Squirrel is holding a small fishing net and a small bucket to salvage small river crabs in the pond.

He was still sulking at Mr. Weasel, and vented all his resentment on Xiao Hexie.

Holding a branch, he kept poking the crab shell of the small river crab, pouting his mouth, and Mr. Squirrel pointed and scolded Huai Huai angrily: "I make you uneasy, kind, full of goblins fighting, I will steam you today, see you!" How dare you molest the little squirrel."

"Leave as soon as you say, I don't think you really like little squirrels at all, the wicked weasels."

While talking, Mr. Squirrel looked towards the end of the path uncontrollably, but failed to see the figure of Mr. Weasel. He withdrew his eyes in frustration and pouted his mouth higher.

At this time, Mr. Weasel came back on his bicycle.

He completely forgot how he was kicked out, stopped the car, and waved his paw excitedly at Mr. Squirrel.

"Little monster, little monster, I'm back, I brought all the luggage here."

Hearing the sound, Mr. Squirrel's little ears pricked up, and the joy in his eyes couldn't be concealed.

But when he thought of the absurd things Mr. Weasel did in the small attic, Mr. Squirrel blushed and stamped his paws angrily.

He doesn't care if the weasel comes back!

"Do you still dare to come back? Do you want to taste the beatings of the little squirrel?" Mr. Squirrel waved the twig in a brazen manner, like a vicious little shrew.

But at this time, the wild goose moving team swooped down from mid-air and landed in front of the small tree house.

Because the work is physical work, all the geese in the flock have grown a body of tendons, big and thick, very difficult to mess with, and they look like social geese.

Mr. Squirrel was startled by the sudden appearance of a wild goose, and the twig in his paw fell to the ground with a clatter.

He stood up straight, pinching the small floral apron with his paws cramped, glanced at the wild goose, and then at Mr. Weasel, the intention of asking for help could not be more obvious in his eyes.

"Hey, can you be kind and frighten my little lover?" Mr. Weasel pushed away the geese and rushed to the little squirrel. He put a paw on the little squirrel's back, comforting clapped.

"Little monster, don't be afraid, this is the wild goose moving team I hired from the Fairy Guild to help me carry my luggage."

Hearing this, Mr. Squirrel heaved a sigh of relief.

He was frightened just now, looking at that posture, he thought he was here to rob the little squirrel!

"Hello, I...my name is Xiaoguai, and I'm Mr. Huang Lang's friend. It's very...nice to meet you." Mr. Squirrel stretched out a paw, with a polite smile on his face, and gave a friendly slap Say hello.

The boss of the wild goose moving team saw this scene, unloaded his luggage, stretched out his wings, and shook hands with Mr. Squirrel.

"Hi, I'm Boss Yan, and these are my brothers, from Second Yan to Seventh Yan Lao, nice to meet you."

As soon as I introduced myself, all the geese gathered around Mr. Squirrel, talking to each other, chatting very lively.

"Ah, you are Mr. Huang Lang's little lover, right? You're actually a little squirrel?"

"Little monster, is this the small tree house you built yourself? It's so beautiful, there is such a beautiful place in Varta's countryside?"

"Is this small garden the one you take care of the most? It's so virtuous, little monster, do you have brothers and sisters? Let us know."

Mr. Weasel was pushed by the enthusiastic geese, and I slammed, and squeezed out from the little squirrel.

Angrily, he jumped up and said furiously: "Hey, you should stop at your own pace, my mob is an only mouse, if you dare to pry the corner of the wall, you won't even get a moving fee this time!"

Hearing this, the noisy wild geese automatically made way for Mr. Weasel.

Handsomely shaking the hair on his head, Mr. Weasel swaggered to Mr. Squirrel's side, and took the little squirrel's paw to declare his sovereignty.

Mr. Squirrel is a shy and reserved elf, how could he have the nerve to flirt with me in front of so many elves?

He took a step back and hid behind Mr. Weasel, and pressed the ear with the other paw, not daring to show even a hair, except for the big fluffy tail, which couldn't be hidden no matter what.

Mr. Weasel took out another pouch of pennies to pay the geese for this move. He waved his paw impatiently and began to chase away the goblin: "You can go back after unloading your luggage, but you are still welcome to come here later." The little tree house is a guest."

Before leaving, the wild goose boss came out from the wild geese, holding a card in his wings and handing it to Mr. Weasel.

"Mr. Huang Lang, if you are satisfied with our service this time, please go to the Goblin Guild and give us a five-star praise for the wild goose moving team if you have time." After speaking, he led a group of younger brothers to fly high into the sky, left the small tree house, and headed towards Fly to the small town of Varta.

The little squirrel poked its head out from behind Mr. Weasel, looked left and right with its big black eyes, and made sure that all the geese had flown away, then patted its little chest with its paws and let out a long sigh of relief.

It's so embarrassing, he's always bad at dealing with fairies who are too enthusiastic!

However, the next moment, Mr. Weasel took advantage of the opportunity to put his paw on his little shoulder.

"Little monster, I have a lot of luggage, please help me organize it." Mr. Weasel was also very guilty, his eyes rolled around, and he tried his best to divert the little squirrel's attention.

Xiaoguai has a shy personality, he can't follow the rules, he just wants to flirt, flirt to death, and try to cook the raw rice as soon as possible.

"Okay, after I put the small river crab into the steamer, I'll come to help. I'm going to have green vegetable river crab porridge tonight."

Mr. Squirrel walked into the kitchen of the small tree house with a small bucket full of crabs, and began to work in front of the stove. He didn't even notice that Mr. Weasel's actions just now made the two of them closer.

The trick succeeded, and Mr. Weasel proudly blew the hooligan whistle. He dragged his suitcase to the bedroom of the little tree house, acquiescing that he would live in the same room with the little squirrel after he moved in.

In the bedroom, apart from the beautiful rural style bed, there is a small cloakroom.

Speaking of which, he has never been in the little squirrel's cloakroom?