Chapter 938 Girls’ Little Thoughts

"Xiaofan Xiaofan, I also want to take a look and see what this naughty fox wrote."

The little ghost stared at the letter in hand with evil intentions. If I hadn't been watching closely, she would have slipped away and sneaked to a place where she couldn't find it to secretly open the envelope and read enough.

"Hmm..." I mused.

Vilas and the others also glanced at the envelope from time to time. Although they knew that asking to see someone else's letter, and it was a love letter, was a very rude behavior for the other party, they had no choice but to let one of the "other parties" be... Where are their husbands?

They can't say whatever comes to mind like little ghosts who are fearless, but their eyes have already exposed their inner thoughts - as if they are looking at the content inside, maybe it can be used as a reference in the future...

If you’re writing a letter, why didn’t you think of it before? No, it's not that I didn't expect it, it's probably because... I'm afraid of that feeling of loneliness. I always feel that maybe I will come back tomorrow. If I write a letter, isn't it equivalent to denying this expectation?

This kind of thought is very annoying, so although I have always known that I can write letters, I have always avoided it - I will definitely come back tomorrow, and then... by then, I must fill the basket with all the accumulated baskets. Tell them all, even if it is considered willful, you must act like a spoiled child...

This is a common thought among wives who are often left at home by their husbands.

However, after seeing Lucia's piles of letters, several girls felt a sense of crisis - no, when they were separated from their beloved husbands, they could not communicate, talk, laugh, or be coquettish to each other. At that time, another girl was constantly communicating by sending letters, confiding, laughing, and acting coquettishly. How could this work? ! !

The girls secretly clenched their fists in their hearts, and the sense of confrontation somewhere in their hearts burned brightly. Even a gentle and kind girl like Willas had fire burning in her dark and beautiful eyes.

That's right, the previous thoughts and previous things, now, we have to-advance with the times! !

"Um...please ask some adults, what's the matter with looking at the little one like this?"

I saw several girls suddenly burst into flames and stared at me with a very powerful gaze... No, to be precise, they should be staring at the envelope next to me. I couldn't help but swallow hard. , carefully raised his hand to ask.

This kind of momentum...could they use a stronger one?

"Wait a minute, I didn't say I wouldn't show it to you."

Seeing that the situation was not good, I quickly shook my hands and explained.

"Eh-Eh? Sir, are you willing to show us?"

Vilas was stunned for a moment, and then blushed shyly. What was she doing just now? She seemed to be controlled by a strange thought. It was really annoying.

"Of course, although the little fox definitely doesn't want to." The latter part was muttered behind his back.

"However, if you want to read these letters, you must also be prepared to a certain extent."

Seeing that the girls calmed down, I breathed a sigh of relief, shook my index finger in front of them and said softly.

"Do you want to be...aware?"

The girls tilted their heads and thought, unable to understand what I said.

"That is to say, from now on, when I go out, you must also send me letters, and I will also show the letters you send to the little fox. This is considered a fair reciprocity, isn't it?"

"Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?"

A series of crisp and delicate sounds of surprise rang out.

"What? You actually read her letter, so it's fair to show her your letter, isn't it? Is there anything wrong?"

I smiled and looked at the flustered girls and said.

"No, there is no..."

The eyes met each other for a moment.

"Sure...Sure enough, when I read other people's letters, I always feel that they are not very good, that's right, so I still don't read them."

"Yes, yes, I don't think it's good either..."

"To compare with others, if Sister Lucia knew about it, she would definitely have the same idea as us. She wouldn't want her letter to be seen by others..."

Just like that, the girls who were ready to make a move finally retreated.

"Xiaofan, no problem, I can exchange."

Just as the menacing four armies were preparing to retreat, suddenly, the little ghost's voice sounded like a charging horn, shocking the entire audience.

"You can not!"

I refused without hesitation.

"Why... why? Do you think this is discrimination? !!"

The little ghost's current expression and tone of resentment were like those of a wife abandoned by her husband. She almost took out a handkerchief, bit it in her mouth and cried secretly.

No... I guess it's not that she doesn't want to do it, but that the handkerchief can't withstand her bite.

"Do you think I don't know what's going on in your head?"

Sighing, I suddenly made a sneak attack, and with a cry of surprise, I successfully pinched the soft cheeks of this cunning saint and gently pulled them to both sides.

I wonder if I will be punished by God? Every time I pull the little ghost's face like this, I will have this thought in my mind. Seeing a beautiful face become funny under my own pull, there is always a feeling of destroying the most perfect thing. Such a sense of guilt.

However, the little ghost's face was so soft and elastic that he couldn't help but rub it even if he knew he would be punished by God, so there was nothing he could do.

"You, you are always with me, why do you still need to write a letter? I am an idiot saint like you. You must be thinking of filling up the whole letter with one word or one symbol, and then you can look at the little fox with peace of mind. Xin, am I right?"

"Wow wow wow wow!!!"

Even forgetting that her own face was still being ravaged, the ghost saint let out a scream as if her mind had been penetrated.

"It's just... that's not the case. I, I, I... I also had plans to write the letter, but there is no room for being scolded as an idiot by an idiot servant like you!!"

The little ghost argued loudly, then turned around and muttered to himself.

"It's impossible. The idiot Xiao Fan can actually see through the thoughts of this saint. How can such an idiot Xiao Fan do such a thing? Could it be... could it be said that he is a fake?"

"..."

Hey, I heard it all. Don’t underestimate the Druid’s ears. These ears can even hear the low moans in the sugar cane forest a thousand meters away, you bastard! !

Then, the little ghost suddenly turned around, looked at me suspiciously, took a few steps back cautiously, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by me.

"Wait a minute, I know what you want to say now. You want to ask me if I'm a fake, right? I'll tell you, it's a fake."

"Ah woo~~~"

The little ghost who was "guessed" once again let out a pitiful cry, like a defeated general who abandoned his armor and bowed his head, letting out a pitiful cry.

"That... that!!"

Suddenly, as if Vilas had finally mustered up the courage, she interrupted the crosstalk between me and the little ghost with a thin but urgent voice.

"Sir, can you send it? Us."

As he spoke, he showed a pitiful look like a puppy waiting for its master's decision between abandonment and not abandonment.

Looking back, not only her, but also Sarah and Linya were looking at each other in the same way. Princess Sanwu could not communicate with her eyes, so she had no choice but to kick an ice cube the size of her head into powder with Princess Kick without saying a word. .

Hey, you're obviously threatening, you're saying that if you don't agree, your head will end up like this piece of ice, right? !

I mean, you guys...didn't you never have this habit before? Seeing the little fox like this, he started to follow suit.

However, there is nothing wrong with it. It is also a kind of happiness to receive letters from Willas and others when they are away from home. This letter is also an extremely precious collection, and there is no reason to refuse.

So, without thinking much, I nodded.

"Very good."

The girls cheered.

"Oh, no, I can't wait to give it a try now. What should I write? When I think about writing a letter to an adult, I feel very excited."

"Why don't we try to write one tonight."

Then, the four girls, Linya, Sarah, Vilas and Princess Sanwu, all fell asleep. Each of them had a quill and a piece of paper, and sat down on the table to think hard.

By the way, where did the table come from? Am I dazzled? Wasn't there just now, or was there a strange being in the team who was like a [beep] dream and could get whatever he wanted?

Forget it, just ignore this problem of self-abuse of brain cells. What is before me now is another serious problem.

Didn't you... write a letter together?

In my original understanding, the so-called family letter was the language spoken by the whole family, but now, seeing them working on their own, seemingly trying to make a letter, I realized I was wrong.

Compared with letters home, they prefer another kind - love letters that belong only to her and me.

The strong sense of crisis hit my nerve endings, causing me to cover my forehead and get a headache.

Although love letters are not bad, no, maybe I like their love letters more than letters from home.

but……

Let me, the mathematician, do the math. If we add four people and send one letter to each person, what if a subtle sense of confrontation ignites in their hearts and they follow the example of the little fox and send one letter in a few days...

In other words, from now on, every few days, I will receive five letters including the little fox, and then reply to the five letters. Of course, the content cannot be casually perfunctory, nor should it be the same. It must be carefully considered. Just write.

In this case, every time I go out, it's enough for me to just reply to them, and I can't do anything else.

"..."

Hey, Alice, come and play this trick for me too! !

When I came back to my senses, I suddenly found that the luminous ghost had also come up to me at some point. Together with the other four girls, they were lying on the letter paper, biting their pens, and thinking hard. I couldn't help but scream at the coffee table in my heart.

Forget it, let’s talk about it later.

Sighing rather self-defeatingly, I got back under the quilt and sorted out the little fox's envelopes. From time to time I took out one and looked at the smile on it. The full affection hidden in the arrogant tone always made me I couldn't help but giggle.

The little ghost was really hot for three minutes. In less than a moment, she gave up writing me a letter, which was superfluous to her, because the biggest advantage of this little saint, and the most enviable advantage of Veras and others, is portability. .

The little saint, the portable ghost ghost, just rubbed her sleepy eyes and crawled into my arms. Although she wanted to say that I was still angry and my husband and wife were separated, she didn't give me a chance to explain and crawled into my arms. In less than two seconds, Miss Sleep let out a small and even breathing sound.

Well, what I'm trying to say is, it's just under two seconds, which is far from her shortest record.

Before I knew it, one night passed.

After stretching and counting the time, I put the stack of letters that I had sorted out, and then put another stack of envelopes that had not yet been sorted out in another corner of the inventory.

Okay, that’s it for today. By the way, since I came to the Dark Continent, I haven’t stayed up all night except for combat training for a long time. It really makes me miss the home life that was reversed day and night.

Of course, ahem, not all stay up all night just to practice fighting. Occasionally, there will be another special reason, but this is a very personal reason for the couple's sexual intercourse, which cannot be said, cannot be said.

The Gauts, Lucia and the other four should also get up, so they might as well go out and take a look.

After a few embarrassing coughs, I gently removed a certain luminous object from my arms, covered her with the quilt again, and looked to the other side.

As far as the eye can see, there are four girls sleeping on the table.

Really, there is no need to force yourself to do something you are not used to, just have a good sleep, right?

He chuckled helplessly and shook his head. If he hadn't slept all night last night, he would have found the four girls dozing off, slowly fell asleep, and immediately covered them with quilts. This way of sleeping would have caused them to catch a cold.

However, they were still sleeping so much that they didn’t even notice that I covered them with quilts, which required manipulating their bodies and I couldn’t do it lightly. As an adventurer, I have to be cautious. It's really too weak.

Of course, on the other side, the four girls would definitely not be noticed by anyone. While they were covered with quilts, they secretly squinted their eyes behind their backs and exchanged happy glances with each other.

In this case, only the clumsy girl who doesn't even understand what coquettishness is will wake up naturally.

When we went outside, sure enough, the Gaut couple had already gotten up, probably summoned by their good friend Khan. Gaut would run out every morning to do a set of morning exercises. Of course, I have reason to believe that if there is a river outside, even if If it's Binghe, he will also be true to his passion, take off his clothes and run laps for a few times.

We are already familiar with Gott's behavior. Lucia and the four people we met for the first time were curious for a while. The idiot Malagbi even imitated it in a decent way. It seemed that he had joined the animal army. The determination is great, and as expected fools will gather together.

Because of what happened last night, the little fox is still embarrassed. Occasionally she will look at me, her face will always be red, and she will look away evasively. If I keep staring at her, I will be filled with jealousy. A fierce glare with shy tears.

I had never noticed before that this little fox was so shy that he was comparable to Vilas. He was arrogant and arrogant, and the word arrogant was followed by Jiao. Is that what it literally means?

Yesterday's experience has delayed an entire afternoon, so we can't waste any more time. Although I'm sorry to Lucia, if she is interested in watching the little ghost's upgrade method, we can still get along with her for a while.

After a while, Vilas came out full of energy. She obviously slept late last night. Where did this energy come from?

Then there is Linya, Sarah, who is full of energy. Although Princess Sanwu cannot tell it, every movement made by her petite body is very sonorous and powerful. There is no doubt that she is very energetic now.

As for the little ghost, he still looks sleepy every morning, floating out swaying and swaying like a leisurely and slow jellyfish under the water.

"Hey, I said, Wu."

Gott, who happened to be back from morning exercises, saw this scene, sat down next to me, and then secretly bumped my waist with his elbow, coming over with a mysterious... no, a lewd smile.

"Looking at the looks of Vilas and the others, last night must have been...hehe, not bad."

He didn't say it further, but the meaning was clear to men.

Then, before I could put the erotic orangutan on the grill and put it in the bonfire to grill, Karina kicked Gott out of the hole with an Ultraman kick.

"Hey, what happened?"

Vilas, who was putting on her apron and preparing to make breakfast, noticed the movement here and cast a suspicious look over with a gentle smile.

"It's nothing, Vilas, just get busy. By the way, the team has already suffered attrition, so it's enough to make breakfast for 11 people."

Karina turned back and gave her a gentle yet cruel smile.

Gott, who had been included in the sacrifice list, was lying on the snow outside the cave with his butt sticking out, foaming at the mouth, and his whole body seemed to be mosaic-like, turning into a blur...