Small pink butterfly

The little newcomer was surrounded in a corner, his cheeks were flushed with joy, and as a Wannian little transparent, this was the first time that so many people surrounded him.

Xiao Fendi looked at the plate of cooked food stained with other people's saliva in front of him, and felt a little surprised. He didn't expect this group of people to be quite tolerant.

Most people would regard underwear collection as a pervert, but this group of people is unique, not only not isolated, but also asking questions with great interest.

He looked around, and suddenly felt that this group of colorful heads were not so sandy, but rather cute.

"I don't bother with such hobbies." Yan Riwen didn't wear ghost makeup today, he looked much more amiable, and there seemed to be some unspeakable secrets in his expression, "As long as you don't steal it from me."

The little newcomer shook his head and waved his hands again and again, blushing even more anxiously, "No way! All the underwear I collected was bought by myself, brand new, I won't... I won't take other people's underwear..."

"What do you mean?!" After hearing this, Yan Riwen was unhappy, "Are you still disgusted? Don't my little cuties deserve to have a name with you?"

Xiao Fendi was amused, and couldn't help saying: "Boss, don't bully the newcomers too much, our club is not big in the first place, and it will be even less if you bully people away."

"You know what!" Yan Riwen seemed really angry, but it didn't seem to be aimed at the newcomer, "I've lost several pairs of underwear!"

"Wash and let the wind blow away." The yellow-haired sister hurriedly smoothed her boss' hair, and said, "Don't be angry, boss, who dares to steal your things, you are so fierce."

Xiao Fendi nodded perfunctorily, too lazy to participate in the discussion of girls' underwear, so she lowered her head and picked up a piece of bacon, put it in her mouth and chewed it.

The taste is not very good, it should be a little cold for a long time.

Yan Riwen was so angry that he patted the table, "But the key is that I didn't dry it at all! I lost one when I soaked in the hot spring, and I lost one when I went to the bathhouse to take a bath. Now the whole box is gone!"

"Boss, are you being watched by someone?!" The blue hair rubbed his arms, feeling a chill.

"Boss, the tigress is also a girl, don't scare her like that!" the yellow-haired sister said today, poking into the heart of the president.

Yan Riwen: "..."

Everyone seemed to see several knives stuck in their boss's chest, which was flat and indistinguishable from the front and back, and bright red blood was oozing out.

Xiao Fendi smiled, and suddenly, as if thinking of something, the smile gradually froze on his face, and then he slowly put down the chopsticks, unwilling to eat a bite.

Because he suddenly remembered that the food on the plate in front of him was given to him by the chopsticks that this group of people had swallowed.

"Hey, that's right!" Yan Riwen elbowed Xiao Fendi, and when Xiao Fendi turned to look at her, he asked, "Do you remember that steaming session?"

Xiao Fendi nodded.

Yan Riwen changed his face faster than turning the pages of a book. He changed from the anger just now, and put on a sweet smile on his face. Yes, he stuffed the chopsticks covered with chili powder into his mouth, and sucked it clean loudly.

Xiao Fendi kept praying in her heart: It must not have been caught by me.

Then Yan Riwen put his chopsticks, which had been cleaned by saliva, into the small pot next to the barbecue pan, mixed it with the soup, took out a piece of sausage, and stretched it straight towards Xiao Fendi , Then, as soon as the slender fingers holding the chopsticks were loosened, the piece of sausage was about to fall into his bowl.

In the next second, Xiao Fendi quickly picked up the chopsticks that he had just used, swung his forearm sideways, and picked up a slight wind, and finally grabbed the piece of sausage with lightning speed.

Huh, he breathed a sigh of relief, and without changing his face, he sent the things held by the chopsticks into Yan Riwen's bowl.

"You don't need to be polite, Mr. President, just say what you have to say."

Yan Riwen rubbed his hands and laughed, very maliciously, "Look, is it possible for you to break up with your boyfriend? Is it because you quarreled with him that you are unhappy today?"

Xiao Fendi: "..."

It turned out that I was still thinking about this!

"Impossible!" Xiao Fendi blurted out with a blushing face, suddenly became angry and wanted to hit someone.

"Hahaha..." Yan Riwen didn't care, he mainly wanted to see Xiao Fandie blow up his hair to calm his mood, "Don't be angry, don't be angry, I'll tell you something."

Yan Riwen suppressed his smile, and said in a low voice, "I found a rule that every one is lost in public and private places. With my alluring appearance, there are too many reasons to be targeted!"

Xiao Fendi: "..."

Without makeup, she can still be called delicate and clean, but with makeup on, she can only be described as appalling. Do you call this an alluring appearance?

Yan Riwen spent a lot of time praising himself for a long time, and then asked mysteriously, "Do you remember the last time you went to sweat steaming?"

Xiao Fendi nodded.

Yan Riwen covered the corners of his mouth with his palms out, moved closer, and said, "That's just the beginning, that's where I lost my first pair of underwear."

"Oh, it must have been taken by the girl who went with you." Something flashed in Xiao Fendi's head, but he didn't have time to catch it.

"Impossible! I was the only one in the locker room when I changed my clothes."

Xiao Fendi raised his eyebrows, "It can't be taken by a ghost."

"I don't know..." Yan Riwen rubbed his face vigorously with both hands, apparently extremely irritable.

Fortunately, she didn't brush her face from left to right today, otherwise the scrub would cost hundreds of dollars.

"The things collected by collectors have certain similarities." The little newcomer who had just fallen out of favor once again attracted his attention to himself, and was a little timid to speak in front of others. "For example, it is said that dragons in the West like to collect shiny things. Kind of gems, treasures or something..."

"Boss, do all the panties you throw have something in common?" asked the blond-haired sister.

Yan Riwen's expression froze.

So where is the common feature, they are exactly the same!

The red-haired senior also joined the topic, "For example, the color of the flower and so on."

"It's really..." Yan Riwen suddenly realized: "They are all black and white with lace trim."

What? !Xiao Fendi's hand holding the new chopsticks to prepare the mutton suddenly stopped!

Blue hair: "It seems that this person likes this type of underwear, so it's easy to handle, boss, can't you just not wear underwear in the future?"

Yan Riwen: "... Get out!"

"Wait a minute..." Xiao Fendi put down the chopsticks in his hand, and spoke with some difficulty to confirm, "Yan Riwen, what kind of underwear did you just say you lost?"

"Black and white lace trim." The blue hair answered quickly.

There was a "buzz" in Xiao Fendi's mind, and he suddenly remembered the neat row of black and white triangle cloth with lace trim hanging on the balcony of Cen Yi's house.

Yan Riwen: "Xiaolan, you may be a little tight lately, or let me loosen it up for you?"

Xiao Fendi was silent for a while, and whispered a word amidst Xiaolan's wailing, "Although I really don't want to admit it, and you may not dare to believe it, but my dog ​​may have stolen your underwear..."

"..."

Yan Riwen really couldn't believe it, so he sneered, "I believe you are a ghost, and you have no hands, what can a dog do?"

Xiao Fendi: "Now we have seven black and white lace underwear neatly hanging on the balcony."

Yan Riwen: "...I just lost seven or seven."

"Do you feel that in the past few months, it has become more and more mysterious." The yellow-haired sister may be more suitable for telling ghost stories than Xiao Fendi. Every time she speaks, she feels cool, causing people to feel chills behind her, " Do you still remember the pregnancy of a 90-year-old grandma? The scale was not small, and if I remember correctly, it was on the news, and everyone was talking about it at the time."

Red-haired: "Yes! I have an impression of this! The news said it was mysterious. It said that it was seven or eight times a night. At that time, I had a low self-esteem for a long time! How can I be inferior to the old man? This is too abnormal !"

Xiao Fendi saw how weak he was, and thought: I think it's quite normal.

"And there's more! My neighbor gave birth to a baby some time ago. The baby was amazing. As soon as it landed, it called mother. How could a newborn baby know how to talk? I thought it was very interesting at the time, but now I think Thinking about it makes me feel pretty uncomfortable.”

"It's more than that! I saw my dog ​​walking upright two days ago! It seemed to regard itself as a human being, standing upright by my bed, and almost scared me to pee when I opened my eyes!"

Xiao Fendi: "What's so strange about this? Don't tell the truth, can't dogs walk upright?"

Everyone ignored him, like opening a valve, like a fantasy story contest, talking about the unreasonable incidents they encountered.

"I went to the street on the weekend and saw a man peeing standing on the side of the road! It was in broad daylight, and the thing was shining brightly. The key point was that he had a calm face, as if he was doing something normal. Damn, I was so scared at the time. I got kicked up."

Xiao Fendi's scalp tightened, and he felt a pain in his crotch for no reason.

"What's wrong with you?! Maybe it's because you're so drunk that you just find a place to put some water. I feel very forgetful these days. I'm looking for my child with my child in my arms, and I wear glasses to look at them."

"Don't let Xuanhuan take the blame for everything! It's obvious that your memory was eaten by a dog. Speaking of this, I always feel that someone is following me, and every time I feel like this, something bad must happen. Am I being targeted by the beak beast?"

What this group of people said was getting more and more outrageous. Hearing the ghost stories, the little prince Xiao Fendi began to feel a little hypocritical. He thought, he should call Boss Cen to pick him up later, and he could go back and continue the argument.

"Little Pink Butterfly..." The carefree Yan Riwen had a rare expression of embarrassment.

Xiao Fendi made a quick decision, "My boyfriend has no shortage of girlfriends, thank you."

"...I mean, can you help me bring back my underwear when I go to school tomorrow? I haven't bought new ones yet, and I can't keep up with the washing."

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