Mr. Squirrel of the Fairy Forest

Mr. Peacock issued a construction task in the Fairy Guild when he returned.

Because it was an order from a big star, and the rewards were generous, many goblins who were artisans in Valta town rushed to sign up.

There's Mr. Beaver, Mrs. Swallow, Mr. Weaver, Mr. Mole...

Mr. Weasel also noticed Mr. Peacock's order, but because Miss Koala's apartment still had some finishing work left, out of the professional ethics of a senior construction craftsman, he planned to complete Miss Koala's order before signing up.

"Mr. Huang Lang, this is the eucalyptus juice I just boiled, please try it."

Since Mr. Weasel came to work, Miss Koala has become more and more beautiful every day.

She wore a bohemian-style batik print dress today, and the hair on her head was permed into big waves. She had light makeup on her face, looking gentle and intellectual.

Holding a cup of tea-green eucalyptus juice to Mr. Weasel's side, Miss Koala flicked her hair, exuding the charm of her female fairy invisibly.

When Mr. Weasel faced other fairies other than the little squirrel, his head was like Shaogen's antenna for receiving signals. He was still so funny and humorous, but he just didn't understand the style.

Wiping off the sweat with a towel around his neck, his nose itched and he sneezed hard.

Ah, Miss Koala is wearing perfume again today!

Mr. Weasel subconsciously distanced himself from Miss Koala. It was the faint scent of green tea that hurt his nose severely.

"Thank you, Miss Koala." Mr. Weasel took the eucalyptus juice and drank it down. It tasted good, but it couldn't compare with the little squirrel's cooking skills.

I don't know why, Mr. Weasel has been having stomach problems recently, but since it's not serious, he doesn't take it seriously.

"Miss Koala, the small apartment will be closed today. If there is no problem, I will not come tomorrow." Mr. Weasel grinned and said with excitement.

Tomorrow, I can spend time with little squirrel at home, how can this make him unhappy?This is the best reward for a hard-working weasel.

He wants to carry a small basket on his back, dig a big taro tree in the Fairy Forest, and watch the little squirrel to make taro paste Bobo together.

You have to pick up the small drawing board, fill it with oil paint, and go with the little squirrel to pick animals in the fairy forest under the rising sun.

To sit under the blooming sunflowers, hug the ukulele, play and sing his latest love song to the little squirrel, and then invite the little squirrel to dance a waltz.

Oh~ There are too many things to do, and Mr. Weasel is already impatient.

Every day not being able to make love to the little squirrel is a waste of life.

Seeing the smirk on Mr. Weasel's face, Miss Koala's heart sprouted.

Oh, what a yuppie gentleman, so badass and so handsome, that fascinated the she-goblins.

It's just that Mr. Weasel said that he would never come again, which made Ms. Koala a little sad. It may be that the relationship was too short, or it may be that she was not straightforward enough to express her affection, so Mr. Weasel did not notice her intentions.

But it doesn't matter, she is not a fairy who gives up lightly, Mr. Weasel is not coming to the town, she can go to the countryside of Varta Town to find Mr. Weasel.

During a casual chat, Miss Koala knew where Mr. Weasel lived, and she planned to go there tomorrow, oh, don't forget to put on the most beautiful green dress.

That night, Mr. Weasel was riding his red bicycle as if he was about to fly. He rushed back to the small tree house at a high speed, eager to meet the little squirrel.

Finally seeing the end of the path, Mr. Weasel threw the bicycle away and ran into the small tree house.

First put the pennies that Ms. Koala settled into the big white piggy bank. Mr. Weasel opened the door of the bedroom fiercely. The little squirrel was not there. He climbed up to the second floor and opened the door of the working room fiercely, but the little squirrel was still not there. One last push open the door of the kitchen, ah!it's here!

"Little monster!" Hugging the little squirrel tightly into his arms from behind, Mr. Weasel narrowed his eyes and rubbed his chin on Mr. Squirrel's furry ears in satisfaction.

The little squirrel is cleaning the grapes with its paws. The crystal grapes on the fence in the vegetable garden are already ripe. The mob picked some of them and prepared to make raisins, wine, and glucose.

Mr. Weasel's sudden hug scared the little squirrel into a fright. He patted his small chest with his paw and said, "Mr. Huang Lang, you are back!"

After cleaning a big grape, he turned his head and stuffed it into Mr. Weasel's mouth. The little squirrel rolled his eyes and asked, "Is it sweet?"

One bite, the juice overflows.

sweet!Of course sweet!As sweet as a squirrel!Mr. Weasel rubbed the little squirrel's cheek affectionately.

"By the way, Mr. Huang Lang, Mr. Peacock's clothes-making task has been completed by mobs, and he has made a lot of money." He gestured in mid-air with his claws, trying to tell Mr. Huang Lang how much money it was. money.

"The decoration fee that Xiaoguai owes Mr. Huang Lang, as well as the cloth fee that Miss Tarantula paid in advance, can be settled!" Mr. Squirrel is very happy, he is finally no longer a rat in debt!

Mr. Weasel didn't answer, so he didn't want to settle the matter. It would be best for Little Squirrel to pay him back!

Suddenly remembered something, and Mr. Weasel changed the topic: "Oh, yes, mob, I came back from the small town of Varta today. I passed by the Fairy Guild and saw Mr. Peacock issued a construction task. The place is in our Near the small tree house where we live, the construction will start tomorrow, and in the future, we may be neighbors with Mr. Peacock."

"Ah, really? That's really great!" Mr. Squirrel was very happy. It was a great honor for Little Squirrel to be the neighbor of the most popular beast fan in the Fairy Forest.

Push Mr. Weasel out of the kitchenette, and the mobs start preparing dinner.

Maple syrup toast and onion soup, nutritious and healthy.

After a busy day, the two goblins went to bed early.

The next morning, Mr. Weasel was lazily lying on the bed with the little squirrel in his arms, when a goblin knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" The disturbing fairy cleared her dream early in the morning.

"It's me, Price."

Hearing this, Mr. Weasel woke up instantly. He straightened up abruptly, jumped out of bed, and ran towards the door.

Halfway through the run, he returned to the bed with his tail between his legs. Mr. Weasel leaned down, smacked the little squirrel's head, and carefully tucked the little monster in the quilt, before running to open the door.

"Why is Mr. Price here?" Leaning on the door frame, Mr. Weasel scratched his butt, opened his mouth wide and yawned, looking like he was still awake.

Oh my God!The scruffy weasel!

Mr. Peacock felt disgusted in his heart, he raised his chin and said proudly: "I'm here to find the mob."

The little squirrel on the bed had heard the movement a long time ago. He turned over and got out of bed in his little pajamas, put his paws into the little wooden clogs, and ran towards the door thumping.

"Oh, Mr. Price, why are you here?"

Seeing the figure of the little squirrel, Mr. Peacock's attitude turned 180 degrees. He retracted his chin and became easy to talk: "Little monster, I want to build a manor next door to you. The construction has started today. I will I came over with the bumpkin to oversee the work." By the way, I came here to eat and drink.

Mr. Peacock silently added the second half of the sentence in his heart.

"Ah, come in quickly." Mr. Squirrel was just about to invite Mr. Peacock into the house. At this moment, at the end of the path at the door, a koala in a green dress suddenly appeared.

The design of the long skirt is very unique. The cuffs look like fallen leaves or dragonfly wings. Wearing it on the body, it looks like an elf walking out of the fairy forest. It is very beautiful and eye-catching.

Holding a box of small egg tarts in her paws, she stood behind the tree and looked left and right. When she saw the figure of Mr. Weasel, her eyes were instantly filled with joy.

"Mr. Huang Lang!"

Miss Koala waved her paw excitedly, and walked quickly towards the small tree house with a graceful figure and graceful posture.