Mr. Squirrel of the Fairy Forest

Mr. Squirrel outside the door is quietly waiting for the customer to open the door.

But Mr. Weasel inside the door panicked like ants on a hot pan.

"Come! Come! The little squirrel is really here!"

"He actually called me Mr. instead of Mr. Weasel, oh my god! Is he implying something to me?"

Mr. Weasel paced back and forth excitedly in the room, and even accidentally kicked over the trash can at the corner of the table.

But he had no time to tidy up. Instead, he lay down in front of the mirror and used a comb to comb the fur on the top of his head.

Mr. Weasel originally kept a blue-gray Mohawk, but he was afraid of leaving a bad impression on the little squirrel, so he specially dyed his fur back to yellow, and even shaved a neat cut.

On the table was the perfume he had just bought.

A touch of elegance with the scent of lily of the valley.

A bit of mystery in the scent of violets.

A little more calming cedar scent.

Don't know which one the little squirrel likes?Simply spray all of them, which made Mr. Weasel sneezed.

The small dark blue suit she was wearing was just bought, so it was so awkward to wear.

The waistline is too tight, and it is difficult to breathe. I really don't understand why there are goblins who like this kind of clothes?

You know, what Mr. Weasel likes to wear most on weekdays is a big vest, big pants and flip-flops.

But in order to impress the little squirrel, he did his best!

Pick up the triangular ruler on the table, measure it on the left side, and measure it on the right side to make sure the tie is fixed exactly in the center of the chest.

Taking a deep breath, Mr. Weasel showed a smile that he had practiced for a long time.

The standard is no more, no less, just right to expose eight sharp teeth.

Mr. Weasel cheers himself up in the mirror!

"Don't be cowardly, you are too big! Fuck you! Brave weasel, not afraid of difficulties!"

Doing a good job of psychological preparation, Mr. Weasel walked towards the door with a pretentious attitude.

But halfway through, he ran back with his tail between his legs.

He frantically rummaged through the drawers under the desk, and finally found the breath freshener. He opened his mouth wide and sprayed it indiscriminately!

He has the habit of smoking on weekdays. Although he is not a big smoker, he can't be noticed by the little squirrel!

When you meet for the first time, you must impress the little squirrel as Mr. Haohao.

When everything was finally ready, Mr. Weasel walked to the door and opened the door.

What greets him will be the dawn of love, and the little squirrel who is about to be shot by him with Cupid's arrow under the dawn.

Mr. Squirrel waited at the door for a long time, and finally a goblin came to open the door.

Inside the door is Mr. Weasel in a suit and leather shoes.Although there is a faint scar on the eye, it doesn't look vicious at all, perhaps because of the bright smile.

This relieved the nervousness of Mr. Squirrel, who was dealing with new customers for the first time.

"Hello, sir, this is your custom-made dress, please take a look!"

Mr. Squirrel took out the neatly folded clothes from the small back basket, held them with two paws, and tried to stand on tiptoe, trying to hand them to Mr. Weasel, who was too tall for him.

Carrying a small pannier, wearing a small straw hat, and wearing overalls that are so sexy that they are foul!

Oh my god, it's so cute!He's going to be cut to death!

I really want to grab and lick it!

But you can't do this, you will be arrested as a pervert!

Taking a deep breath, Mr. Weasel pretended to be calm, and instead of stretching out his paws to take the clothes, he stood still, as if reciting a text, and began his self-introduction.

"Hello, my name is Huang Lang, very yellow, very yellow, a wolf like a hungry wolf!"

Mr. Squirrel: Σ(°△°|||)︴

Mr. Weasel didn't realize that he had been exposed, and continued to shout: "Made in the Fairy Forest, has a house and savings, no bad records, no hooligans! No molesting good house mice!"

Mr. Squirrel: Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

Seeing Mr. Squirrel's increasingly frightened expression, Mr. Weasel finally realized that something was wrong!

Recalling what I said just now, the standard smile on Mr. Weasel's face can no longer be maintained!

Because he was too nervous, he completely forgot the prepared self-introduction and relied on self-expression.

Then I expressed my thoughts very honestly.

As a result, the little squirrel was frightened by him, its calves were trembling uncontrollably, and the fur on its tail exploded!

It's cute though!

"No, it's not! Gan! Don't be afraid! I'm not interested in female mice!" Mr. Weasel hurriedly tried to make amends, but the result became darker and darker.

Mr. Squirrel: ヽ(*.>Д<)o゜

The business was gone, Mr. Squirrel put away his clothes and ran away.

"Don't go! I'm not a pervert! I'm not a hooligan."

Mr. Weasel chased after him for two steps, and he did not forget to defend himself loudly: "Little squirrel, listen to me arguing with you!"

Hearing this, Mr. Squirrel ran even faster, landed on all fours, and planed frantically. After a while, the mouse disappeared.

There is no need for rescue anymore!

Mr. Weasel shook his head in frustration.

Leaning against the wall, he loosened his buttons and tie, casually took out a cigarette from his suit pocket and lit it. After taking a puff, he looked up at the sky at 45 degrees, and slowly exhaled a smoke ring.

Look melancholy and sad!

Gan! !

After practicing in front of the mirror for so long, it turned out to be all the f*cking wrong!

Let you talk nonsense every day to tell the truth! ?

This is all right, the clothes have not been received, and the little daughter-in-law is also scared away!

God!so unlucky!

Today's Cupid must have taken his Arrow of Eros to skewer!