The red panda, clutching wild fruit, sat beside Shan Feng, its large, watery eyes looking at him strangely.
Shanfeng was charmed and wanted to reach out and touch the little panda, but then she remembered the tiger and the panda mother and withdrew her hand.
The little panda looked at him in confusion, but seeing that Shanfeng didn't move, the little guy hugged the fruit and continued to gnaw on it.
Waaah, the chipmunk isn't here, Mommy and the tigers are so busy, and this strange animal in front of me smells bad; the bear doesn't want to play with it.
Unaware that the mountain breeze had been rejected by the red panda, the boy, hearing the soft sound of flowing water, walked excitedly to the stream, scooped up some clear water, drank a few mouthfuls, quenched his thirst, and then washed himself.
Shanfeng knew how dirty he was. He had no choice before, but now that the water source was right in front of him, he naturally thought about washing up.
I took out a towel from my backpack to wipe my sweat, took off my clothes and washed myself in the stream several times before getting ashore. Luckily, Shanfeng had grabbed a bar of soap when he left the supermarket, otherwise the grime on my body would have been really hard to scrub off.
There were no spare clothes, of course, but the chipmunk had a hobby of collecting, so it actually had several sets of spare underwear!
These were all given to Shanfeng by the chipmunk when he saw his backpack. Since Lin Qian had scolded him for collecting underwear before, the chipmunk naturally didn't dare to put them in his space.
But when the little guy saw them at the supermarket, he really liked those soft little pieces of fabric, so when he left the supermarket, he secretly went back and took a lot of them, and cleverly stuffed them into Shanfeng's hands.
At first, Shanfeng felt a little awkward seeing that pile of women's clothes, but the boy thought that Chipmunk was looking for him, so he quietly found the men's styles among the colorful ones. Although there weren't many, there were still more than a dozen.
Although the chipmunk regretted that Shanfeng only took a little bit, and the color wasn't very nice, the little guy didn't have time to dwell on it.
The towel was also secretly collected by the chipmunk. When Lin Qian found it, he didn't say anything. Towels are a normal thing. Although they are not very useful, they are still useful. If the little guy likes them, he can keep them.
Chipmunks that love bright colors collect brightly colored towels of all sizes, with printed ones being the most common.
Uh, it's one of those bright red towels with embroidered patterns... Hmm, very unique taste!
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