Small pink butterfly

This morning, Xiao Fendi was carried out of the room by Cen Yi sleepily.

"Boss Cen, you eat your family's food, why do you still care about my family's affairs? How do I remember that there is no sea in city B, you don't care if I eat breakfast, you let me down, I'm too sleepy, please You..." Xiao Fendi's abdomen was pressed against his hard shoulders, and as he walked down the stairs, he was panicked, and it was a little difficult to even breathe, and he didn't even have the energy to swear, and his complaints sounded soft, not like It's resistance, but it's like acting like a baby.

As if Cen Yi couldn't hear him at all, he let him scold him on his shoulder, and carried him down with his own will, and pressed him into the chair in the dining room.

"After breakfast, go back to sleep. You students all have stomach problems, which are caused by you." Cen Yi rubbed the man who couldn't open his eyes into his arms for a while, and said, "But I can't sleep either. It's been a few minutes, you still have class today."

"I took a day off from class in the morning." Xiao Fendi bit a piece of bread, puffed up her cheeks and nonchalantly said: "I have diarrhea, and I collapsed after a whole night of diarrhea, and I took an extra hour of rest in the morning Come here and hold on to class."

"...The story is very inspirational, but it's not accurate." Cen Yi had no temper when he met this man, and he was surprisingly patient, just sat and watched him finish his breakfast.

Cen Yi picked up the suit jacket hanging on the back of the chair, pinched the back of the neck of the hiccupping person lying on the table, and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to school first."

Xiao Fendi came up with several excuses for asking for leave, all of which were dismissed miserably. In the end, he couldn't resist Cen Yi, so he turned back to his room angrily, changed his clothes, and prepared to learn obediently.

When he dawdled out of the room, Cen Yi was already standing by the door waiting for him. When he saw him, a trace of unspeakable complexity flashed in his eyes. He straightened his sleeves, looked away, and said, "This ape-man is quite cute." of."

"What ape-man?! This is monkeyking!" Xiao Fendi, who was wearing a black T-shirt, almost jumped up, approached the blind Boss Cen, turned around to show the small animal hanging on his back, and asked: " Look at its hands, then its feet, don’t you think it’s very lifelike?!”

"All right, all right, lifelike, lifelike, if you don't go out, you'll be late again." Cen Yi felt that he couldn't understand his aesthetic level more and more, but it was only a few days before he was forced to cut his hair. If he changed his dressing style, he would probably be in trouble for several months.

Xiao Fendi snorted and walked over with her schoolbag in her hand, muttering, "You really should find time to go to the ophthalmology department..."

Cen Yi: "..."

Everything was normal when the two went out, but the problem came at the moment when the door was closed.

"Close the door, or Dibao will look for him after he runs away." Every time Xiao Fendi called the dog's name, he had the illusion of calling his own name.

"it is good."

Cen Yi was about to close the door when a snow-white ball rushed over with lightning speed and squeezed out at the last second when the door closed.

"Wang Wang."

The two looked at the perverted dog who had left in the dust, and they both saw despair and helplessness in each other's eyes.

I'm used to throwing away dogs and dogs. After finding out the pattern, Di Bao ran out and the two of them never looked for it again.

Di Bao basically goes out once a day, sometimes they take them out for a walk when they go out, but most of the time they sneak out by themselves when no one is paying attention. There is an unshakable rule every time: every time They can't be found anywhere, and they all come back with a pair of black and white lace-trimmed women's briefs in their mouths.

A week passed without rush, and the black and white briefs on the balcony on the first floor of Cen Yi's house gradually changed from two pairs to seven pairs.

In a home without a hostess, there are seven identical pairs of women's underwear hanging, which is really weird.

"Cen Yi, can you stop helping it dry its underwear?! It loves to have it in its mouth, so let it hold it!" Xiao Fendi held the clothes pole in his hand, and said angrily, "Also, why do you The house doesn’t even have an automatic clothes take-up pole? Why is your house full of antiques from hundreds of years ago?”

"But it's also appropriate. Antiques must live in harmony with antiques..." Xiao Fendi went to buy hangers with a pole on his feet, muttering to himself.

"What are you doing?" Cen Yi followed the sound to the balcony in his pajamas. Last night he was busy with work and slept late. He heard his chirping calls early in the morning, and his brain ached from his noise.

"You hang it up by yourself, and you collect it yourself!" Xiao Fendi angrily pushed up the clothes pole in his hand.

The next moment, something seemed to fall from the top of his head, and then his vision went dark, and his face was covered by a piece of cloth.

Cen Yi looked at Xiao Fendi, who had half of his head covered by the upside-down underwear, and laughed so hard that his face ached.

The chestnut hair on both sides of his head protruded from the hole in his legs. Above the bridge of his straight nose was a forehead covered by cloth. The two lace borders in the center were neatly arranged, as if he was shouting or mocking.

"Fuck! I'm going to kill that stupid dog!" Xiao Fendi lost his sight, and rubbed his head with one hand, how angry he was.

"Don't talk nonsense, the waistband of your trousers is on your head," Cen Yi held back a smile that was about to explode, took out his phone, turned on the camera and pointed it at Xiao Fendi, and said, "Don't move around, I'll help you take it off."

Then, there was a slight "click".

What followed was Xiao Fendi gritting his teeth and calling his name, and roaring as if he wanted to knock down the roof.

"Cen, Yi! My □□ ancestors!"

……

Of course, Xiao Fendi didn't fuck Boss Cen's bone-boned ancestor in the end, so angry that when he received Yan Riwen's dinner invitation call, after hearing the words "Are you going?", he blurted out: "Fuck me! "

Yan Riwen automatically understood that he agreed, and said happily: "Okay! See you at the old place!"

Boss Cen was careless this time. He forgot to turn off the sound in the sneak shot. He couldn't be coaxed afterward, so he had to let him go out for dinner, for fear that the balloon would burst if poked.

Anyway, if you don't come back at night, you will go to the store to pick up people last time.

Yan Riwen put the chopsticks into his mouth and sucked them clean, and held a piece of freshly cooked bacon to the man who was so angry as a puffer fish, "Little Fandie, eat it, who messed with you?"

Xiao Fendi stared straight at the piece of bacon in his seasoning butterfly that was stained with other people's saliva: "..."

"Xiao Fandie looks very unhappy today, what's the matter?" The red-haired senior also took a bite of his chopsticks, and picked up a scallop without touching the meat inside.

Fortunately, barely edible.

Xiao Fendi breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it might be a tradition for this group of people to slobber with their chopsticks. In fact, it's okay not to eat this meal, as long as someone can listen to him talk about the troubles of living together in love.

"It's okay, you can eat your own, don't worry about me."

Hearing this, the group of colorful heads turned their eyes away in unison, burying themselves down to eat meat, ignoring him, and the scene was as orderly as someone directing with a baton.

Xiao Fendi: "..." Is it so fast? !

Hello!Xiao Fendi roared in her heart: Don't you really ask me more? !

He was full of anger and was blocked in his chest by closing the door.

The members of the Sand Sculpture Club have expanded from seven to ten, and the number of men and women is divided equally. They gossip and gossip. This is the first time Xiao Fendi meets someone who is noisier than himself, and he actually forgives Cen Yi in his heart. He is usually so noisy. , how annoying he should be...

For some reason, the topic turned to collecting addiction. The red-haired senior said that he likes to collect sneakers, and the yellow-haired younger sister wrinkled her fingers with a blushing face and said that she likes to collect cut fingernails, which caused everyone to sigh.

Xiao Fendi just felt bored, so she got up and brought a few boxes of yogurt, and distributed them to those who needed them one by one. She sat down bravely and thought in her heart, if she wanted to sit for a few minutes, she would go back, not enough sand sculptures If he doesn't cooperate with this group of people to be friends at all, he feels that he is out of place.

"Collecting fingernails is such a rare thing!" The blue-haired man waved his hand, showing off, "I have a friend who likes to collect fly wings! Isn't it amazing?"

Yan Riwen: "I have a friend series."

The red-haired senior: "Could it be you who you're talking about."

The yellow-haired sister nodded again and again, "You are talking about yourself, right?"

Xiao Fendi discovered that this group of people has a tradition of following suit, just like a choir, as long as the president gets the start, this group of people can sing neatly.

"It's not me!" The blue-haired blushed, making these four words completely unconvincing.

"Actually..." There was a thin figure in the corner, sitting on a chair with shoulders hunched, with a look of embarrassment that hesitated to speak.

Xiao Fendi looked up. She had distinctive short black hair, a little round eyes, and fair skin. It was difficult to tell if it was a man or a woman without speaking. He had never seen this person before, and it must have been a few days since he was recruited. newcomer.

When people want to integrate into a certain group, they will listen carefully to what others say, until the content they are familiar with appears, and they can pick up the stalks smoothly.

The newcomer breathed out, as if he really wanted to integrate into this group, but he couldn't find a common language. When talking about collecting addiction, he struggled for a long time before he had the courage to say the first sentence tonight.

"I... I prefer to collect briefs." He hung his head after finishing speaking.

Just such a sentence seemed to take all his courage.

Trading secrets for friends, stupid.Xiao Fendi felt a little sympathetic to him.

The sand sculptures all stared wide-eyed: "What did you say?!"

I don't know if it was Xiao Fendi's delusion, he felt that the president Yan Riwen's reaction was not right, as if there was something flashing by that he didn't catch.

The newcomer was even more cramped, and he buried his head and dared not speak.

In the next second, everyone became interested and began to besiege the little newcomer.

"Tell me, tell me, what kind of underwear do you like to collect?"

"Yeah, tell me, don't be shy, you can't tell, cutie, you really are a family with us!"

"Are you particular about the color and style? Tell me!"

Xiao Fendi was dumbfounded, is this the fucking point, brothers? !