Mr. Squirrel of the Fairy Forest

Mr. Weasel made a successful marriage proposal, and several young couples living in the countryside of Varta wanted to hold a collective wedding.

Due to Mr. Peacock's status as a big star, the wedding cannot be held too grandly.

I am afraid that there are too many goblins coming here because of their reputation. If the order is not maintained, stampede accidents will easily occur.

Therefore, for this wedding, only relatives and friends of the young lovers were invited.

Mr. Peacock and Mr. Big Goose have been neighbors since they were young, so their parents knew each other. After receiving the invitation, they agreed to come here from another small town on a small green leather steam train.

Hu Mengmeng is an orphan, and Tu Batian has a grandfather.

The old man has a strong body, and when he came, he carried a large bag of souvenirs.

He wears a straw hat on his head, a straw hat on his body, a ring of garlic heads around his neck, and a mahogany sword pinned to his waist.

One of the front teeth fell out, and the bare teeth were exposed. The first thing he said when he saw Tu Batian was: "My dear grandson, there has been some trouble in the martial arts recently. Grandpa, I am going to come out of the rivers and lakes again."

It turns out that Tubatian's liking for cosplay is inherited from his grandfather.

Yingjiu's relatives all live in the north, but Xiao Yao is a little nightingale born and raised in the south.

Each other's parents saw that the in-laws and father-in-law were very enthusiastic. One wanted to treat guests to take a bath, and the other wanted to treat guests to tea, but they couldn't reach an agreement in the end.

Mr. Squirrel's parents were two leather baggers, dressed like cowboys in wide-brimmed hats and striped shirts.

They always like to travel all over the world. This time they received their son's invitation and rushed back from the other side of the sea by boat.

Mr. Weasel's parents are well-known scholars in the Fairy Forest, and they also run many cutting-edge enterprises under their names. They have many properties on their accounts, including the Chilamy Apartment that Mr. Huang Lang lives in the small town of Valta.

Dad wears golden eyes and has an elegant demeanor. Mom wears a red dress and is a powerful female fairy.

Only then did Mr. Squirrel know that if Mr. Huang Lang didn't work hard, he would really go home and inherit the family business.

For a while, Mr. Squirrel's small tree house was so lively that there was no place to put his feet down.

After a short introduction, the fairies got to know each other better, and the parents of the two who were going to marry each other chatted in a circle about how to organize their wedding.

The goblins in the Fairy Forest are all in free love, so parents will not interfere with the other half of the child. What's more, if they can withstand the test of the fountain of love, they must be the most suitable goblins for each other. But even so, Mr. Squirrel is still nervous His calves were shaking.

He hid in the small kitchen, pretending to be preparing refreshments, but actually the whole goblin was lying on the edge of the door, pricking up its furry ears and poking its head towards the living room.

It was not easy for Mr. Weasel to intervene when his parents were talking. He followed the little squirrel into the kitchen, hugged the little monster from behind, pressed him into his arms and rubbed him affectionately.

"Little monster, getting married is so hard, I want to directly applaud for love with Xiaoguai."

Mr. Weasel is telling the truth. As a strong and strong male goblin, he is going crazy these days.

Although he has lived with mobs for a long time, but due to his sense of responsibility, Mr. Weasel has not made further progress. The delicate and soft little squirrel is right in front of him, but he can only watch but not eat, just like guarding a piece of braised pork but can only eat. It's like gnawing on cabbage, this taste makes his whole wolf so greedy that he is about to pervert.

Hearing this, Mr. Squirrel blushed.

Why is Mr. Huang Lang... so thick-skinned?Do you have the nerve to say something so private?

The mob faltered and didn't know how to answer. He squeezed his paws, his eyes were wandering, and he felt that it was inappropriate to look anywhere.

But his shy appearance made Mr. Weasel even more angry.

Forcefully pressing the little squirrel on the small kitchen stove, licking and kissing, the dry little squirrel became wet in a short while.

Mr. Weasel smelled all over his body, and Mr. Squirrel was even more embarrassed to go out to say hello to his elders.

He closed the kitchen door stealthily, like a thief, and flirted with Mr. Weasel in the small kitchen.

Discussions were raging outside, what kind of venue to choose, what kind of scenery to arrange, what kind of dress to wear, and which fairy to invite as the master of ceremonies?

But inside, the two protagonists of this wedding are not thinking about it at all.

Mr. Weasel was excited like a boy, frantically testing the edge of intimacy that the little squirrel can accept, making a boo boo, not refusing, touching the mouse's waist, not resisting, the excited weasel can't wait to cry at the moon Voice.

In the same situation as Mr. Weasel and Mr. Squirrel, there are Mr. Goose and Mr. Peacock.

The family members talked to each other in the living room of the huge manor, but Mr. Peacock took Mr. Big Goose and hid secretly into the small warehouse.

The small warehouse stores all the toys they played with when they were young, as well as some old photos, full of memories.

Looking at the photo, the thin and bald little peacock is protected by the heroic and majestic goose, Mr. Peacock's heart is like falling into a honeypot, sweet and cloying.

In fact, he has long wanted to go further with Mr. Big Goose, but Mr. Big Goose is an old pedant, despite being seduced and tempted, he just refused to follow him.

"Hmph, you're the best at pretending. You must have coveted my beauty since you were a child. If you hadn't been used to following your ass every day when you were a child, would I want some kind of fairy now? Why would I need you, a country bumpkin, to care about this and that? "Mr. Peacock pouted and said arrogantly.

However, as soon as the words fell, Mr. Peacock was grabbed by Mr. Big Goose's neck and pressed under him.

"Yeah? What are you doing?"

Not allowing Mr. Peacock to refuse, Mr. Big Goose used his powerful beak to gently and forcefully comb the gorgeous feathers on Mr. Peacock's tail.

Mr. Peacock was blushing, and his long legs were trembling.

"You are about to belong to me completely, don't provoke me now, so that you can attend the wedding in one piece." Mr. Big Goose's tone of warning was restrained and crazy.

This is the longest sentence that Mr. Big Goose, who cherishes words like gold, has said since he was a child. The cruelty inside and out of the words makes Mr. Peacock feel in a trance, as if after the wedding is completed, he will not be able to live.

On the other hand, Ying Jiu and Xiao Yao were much more open.

Relatives are still bickering about the differences between North and South in the living room, but home runs have already been staged in the bedroom.

In the rabbit's nest, Hu Mengmeng is also trying to play a pure fox in front of Tu Batian's grandfather.

With his character, even if Tu Batian moved all eighteen generations of his ancestors here, he would not be his opponent. Moreover, as early as when he was Tiantian's younger brother, he had already wiped out Tu Batian. I got more body.

After a day and night of intense discussions, the parents finally finalized the plan.

They raised funds to buy the Morris Church in the small town of Valta, and asked Father Baige to preside over the wedding.

Mr. Squirrel is in charge of making the dresses of the goblins, Mr. Weasel is in charge of setting up the scene, Mr. Peacock and the little demon are in charge of arranging the wedding program, and Mr. Ying Jiu and Mr. Big Goose are in charge of maintaining the order of the wedding.

Everyone performed their duties, and finally on Valentine's Day, the collective wedding of the goblins ushered in.

In a white dress, with fluffy hair, several pairs of goblins who tied the knot were holding hands and standing under the oath platform.

On the stage, Father Baige was dressed like a priest, with a cross hanging on his chest, holding the Bible in his wings, and solemnly recited the oath.

"You voluntarily become partners. Starting today, you will jointly shoulder the responsibilities and obligations entrusted to you by marriage. Respect and love each other, trust and encourage each other, and love each other for the rest of your life! In health or in sickness, in youth or in old age, you all stand together through thick and thin, share weal and woe, and become lifelong companions!"

The goblins vowed to follow and read the oath, clasped their fingers together, with happy smiles on their faces.

Finally, under the blessing of pouring holy water, Mr. Weasel knelt down on one knee, bowed his head, and kissed the paw of the little squirrel with the grass ring.

With the blessing and booing from relatives and friends, bottle after bottle of champagne was opened and a toast was made.

Accompanied by the "Wedding March", Mr. Weasel danced a romantic waltz with one paw around Mr. Squirrel's waist.

As we all know, getting married is very tiring, and finally ended the day's activities, and ushered in the most exciting wedding night for Mr. Weasel.

In the small shower room, he used milky body wash over and over again, sprayed some perfume on his underarms after taking a shower, and sprinkled some prickly heat powder on his body to make the hair smoother.

After finishing all this, Mr. Weasel wrapped the bath towel around the straddle and hurried into the small bedroom, wanting the little squirrel to see the majestic Weasel.

But when he opened the door, he found that...Mr. Squirrel was already sleeping soundly while hugging a small blanket because he was too tired.

The nightcap on his head was crooked, and one paw kicked out of the quilt. Hearing the movement, he turned over and continued to snore.

oh!No!No!No! (╥╯^╰╥)

He even thought about what posture to use tonight, but it turned out to be another day of sticking to the body of a wolf.

Mr. Weasel has the whole wolf split open.

With his tail between his legs, he climbed onto the bed dejectedly, took the little squirrel into his arms, and smacked viciously at the sleeping face.

Forget it, I can't bear to toss the little monsters anymore, the little squirrel development plan, the man|wife cultivation strategy and so on, let's implement it from tomorrow night.

The reaction is already his rat, there is no escape.

Outside the small tree house, the autumn wind is blowing, and the fallen leaves are rustling, and the winter in the Fairy Forest is about to usher in. Inside the small tree house, Mr. Weasel is covered with a small blanket, holding the little squirrel tightly, and the two little fairies snuggled together, and fell asleep happily .

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The author has something to say:

After the flowering, the story of the little goblin has come to an end, and I will update it from time to time~

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