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 pondered.

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...

As for writing a letter, why didn't you think of it before? No, it's not that you didn't think of it, it's probably because... I'm afraid of that feeling of loneliness. I always feel that maybe tomorrow, maybe I'll be back tomorrow. If I write a letter,

Doesn’t it mean 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 thought to be willful, you must act like a spoiled child...

This is the 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 couldn't communicate well, talk and laugh, and couldn't act coquettishly 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-hearted girl like Willas had fire burning in her beautiful dark 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 and asked.

This kind of momentum...do they need to be strong?

"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 need 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 sent to the little fox. This is considered a fair reciprocity, isn't it?"

"Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

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..."

Make eye contact with 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 resentful expression and tone 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. That's my guess.

"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. Watching a beautiful face, it becomes funny under my pull.

, there is always a feeling of guilt like destroying the most perfect thing.

However, the softness and elasticity of the little ghost's face is such that even if he knows that he will be punished by God, he can't help but rub it, so there is nothing he can do.

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

Xin, am I right?"

"Wow wow wow wow!!!"

She even forgot that her face was still being ravaged, and 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 could such an idiot Xiao Fan do such a thing? Could it be that... could it be said that he is a fake?"

"..."

Hey, I heard it all. Don’t underestimate Druid’s ears. With these ears, you 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 and urgent voice.

"Sir, can you send it? We."

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 are obviously threatening, you are saying that if you don’t agree, your head will end up like this piece of ice, right!!

Let me tell you...haven't you never had this habit before? Why did you see the little fox like this, so you 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 it.

So, I nodded without thinking much.

"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 meditate.

By the way, where did the table come from? Am I dazzled? It wasn't there just now, or is there a strange being in the team who is like a [beep] dream and can get whatever he wants?

Forget it, I can 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 to letters home, they prefer another kind - love letters that belong only to her and me.

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

Although love letters are also good, no, maybe I like their love letters more than letters from home.

but……
To be continued...