The young man is about 1.7 to 1.75 meters tall, not fat or thin, wearing a black turtleneck sweater, and a pair of dark gray slacks at home, and the slippers under his feet are particularly abrupt, because they are grass green. When people saw him, they had to pay a few more attention to his slippers.

And the person standing outside the door was a lovely little girl, who seemed to be the girlfriend of the young man inside. As soon as the door was opened, the young man threw himself into the arms, and after a special greeting, the little girl naturally bypassed the black goat and went into the living room.

She wore a long ponytail, her face was round like glutinous rice dumplings, her big eyes kept looking left and right, and her thick black eyelashes were like two small brushes. and her nose and lips, all of which give people a feeling of bulging flesh, and her figure is also chubby. The whole person is like a big meat bun that is steamed and sold, so let's call her Miss Bun.

Miss Bun is dressed simply, a pink dress with fluffy cuffs, collar and skirt, showing how much she likes this decoration. The little pink leather shoes did not hesitate to step on the floor that had only been wiped clean not long ago, making a sound like a hammer hitting a nail.

"Hey!" The young man who was still standing in the doorway behind her said, "Can you change your shoes before you go in?" ”

"No! Anyway, the fruits of your labor will be destroyed by the time those four guys wake up, won't they? Miss Baozi turned back and stuck out her tongue at the young man, and firmly refused his request.

Shaking his head helplessly, the young man closed the door and went into the living room, where he was boiling a pot of fragrant things, not like meat, because what floated up from the pot was like the leaves of various flowers and plants.

The smell of cooking fills almost the entire room, including the basement downstairs. Miss Baozi said with some dissatisfaction: "Why do you cook this thing every day!" I'm tired of smelling it, even the meat cooked by the rotten She tastes like this. ”

"That's none of your business, do you want to eat the meat cooked by Rotten She?!" The young man continued to do his housework as he glanced at Miss Baozi and said.

Immediately, on Miss Baozi's cute little face, the words disgust poured out like a flood beast, "Huh... I don't want to strangle! That's the only thing you can eat! ”

"It's wrong, it's only Feng Xi who can eat it." The young man corrected her, and the expression on his face did not change at all. He didn't know when he had a big spoon in his hand, and he was stirring the 'flowers and plants' in the cauldron. This made the smell in the room stronger, so much so that Miss Bunzi retreated to the living room window to sit down in peace.

Pouting dissatisfiedly, Miss Baozi turned her head to look out the window, only to see her screaming loudly: "Look at it!" Big star! ”

With Miss Baozi's scream, the young man walked to the window and looked at it, and immediately said with a look of disdain: "Isn't it just good-looking, what's the big deal?" Our family ......"

"OK, OK, stop!" Miss Baozi immediately interrupted him and said, "Don't praise your family anymore, can you leave me some fresh and beautiful space?" ”

"Why isn't it fresh and beautiful to mention him? Do you have any comments? ”

From the moment these two people entered the door to the present, they are simply on the tip of the needle, and if they continue like this, it is very likely that they will quarrel directly. But what! Don't worry, the people who stop them are almost over.

This is another doll-like person, with a bumpy figure, less than 1.6 meters tall, an unforgettable melon seed face, delicate facial features, and wearing an ordinary beige sweater and a pair of faded jeans.

The little girl was standing across the road with a hesitant look on her face, not knowing whether to cross the road to the house, for a quarrel not long ago still haunted her mind.

The argument was so intense that someone in the house across the street almost kicked her out of the house. It stands to reason that doing this, for a girl, is a sign of breaking up. But this little girl is really strange, not only because she can't eat and sleep well because of this quarrel, but also because she is very unsympathetic to come over today to ask for reconciliation.

'Alas! I hope he won't be angry anymore...... ' The little girl glanced at the basket that was tightly covered with white cloth, sighed, and prepared to step across the road.

Unable to concentrate, a pickup truck sped in front of her, causing her to staggered backwards in such a panic that she tripped on the edge of the pavement and nearly fell. Due to her unsteady movements, the white cloth on the edge of the basket lifted, revealing a large chunk of bloodshot flesh and broken white bones inside.

When the little girl saw the contents of the basket exposed, she screamed uncontrollably, and then quickly closed the basket, while at the same time she looked to both sides like a thief, as if there was some secret in the basket that no one else could see.

After covering the basket, when there were no cars on the road for a while, the little girl rushed to the other side of the road in one go, and did not stop and gasp until both feet were on the old stone pavement.

She obviously didn't look very good at physical strength, and she definitely lacked exercise, so she was out of breath after only a few steps. But that didn't matter, she was standing in front of the door of the target house, hesitating to raise her hand and knock.

If there are two people in the house, the first represents coldness and the second represents liveliness, then the third little girl who came over should represent shyness, because she has always given people a feeling of cringe since she appeared.

Well, for the description of the characters, we should really save a little pen and ink. The lively Miss Bun in the house has already noticed the arrival of the little girl at the door at the moment, don't ask me how he found out? How could I possibly know!

Anyway, Baozi's beautiful big eyes were fixed on the small cat's eye of the door, and he looked curiously at the uncertain expression on the faces of the people outside the door.

"Hey! I said Qingguo (the name of the young man in the house), when do you guess she will knock on the door? Baozi asked with interest.

"Don't play tricks on Aoba anymore, hurry up and open the door for her! Because of the last quarrel, she hasn't been happy for a few days. Qingguo said. Aoba is Qingguo's younger sister, so she will naturally feel a little more distressed.

Baozi once again expressed his dissatisfaction with Qingguo's boring approach and obvious eccentricity, glared at Qingguo fiercely, and then opened the door.

But in the next second, the cute, beautiful and chubby Miss Baozi was hit her forehead, and the whole person squatted on the ground and shouted: "Qingguo!" Look at your sister, I'm kind enough to open the door for her! You still beat me!! ”