The Daily Life of American Drama Detective

Chapter 93 The poisonous little girl

At night.

Monica's apartment.

"Hello, Peggy."

After Monica brought Peggy over, Rachel and Phoebe were very enthusiastic about this delicate and beautiful little girl.

"hello."

Peggy smiled back.

"You are so cute."

Rachel squatted down. She had been used to rubbing dolls since she was a child. She subconsciously reached out and wanted to rub Peggy.

"you are beautiful too."

Peggy dodged Rachel's hand and said with a smile: "Can I ask you a question?"

"Just ask."

Rachel smiled nonchalantly.

"Why are you like this?"

Peggy pointed to her chest.

"What?"

Rachel didn't react for a moment. She lowered her head and didn't find any problem. She looked at Peggy in confusion.

"She's talking about why you don't wear a magic artifact."

Phoebe laughed and pointed out the key points.

"ah……"

Only then did Rachel realize what Peggy was referring to, and she immediately blushed.

She wasn't like this in the past, but since she ran away from marriage and cut off a series of credit cards given by her father, and became self-reliant, her consumption has been downgraded. She only saves on clothes and other items when she can, and she no longer buys high-end goods.

She doesn't know when she started to relax and didn't want to be restrained anymore.

The old friends who usually hang out with each other are all young urban men and women, and they all take it for granted. Old Si Ji naturally doesn't mind.

But now being asked by a little girl face to face is really a bit embarrassing.

Rachel quickly covered her upper body and returned to the bedroom.

"What a pity."

Joey showed a smile that every man understands.

"Joy!"

Monica yelled in dissatisfaction, her eyes signaling that the child was still there.

"ok."

Joey opened his hands to signal that he would stop talking nonsense.

"You must be Joey."

Peggy looked at Joey.

"yes."

Joey shortened his height slightly and was eye level with Peggy.

"Then you must be Chandler Bing?"

Peggy looked at Chandler again.

"If you haven't heard of another Chandler Bing, it's me."

Chandler laughed at himself.

"I have a question."

Peggy looked at Joey and then at Chandler: "How are you going to have children?"

"Sorry, what did you say?"

Joey was immediately confused.

Peggy repeated her question.

"No, we are not the kind of relationship you think. We will not have children."

Joey quickly explained: "We are just roommates and best friends."

"Why not?"

Peggy asked seriously.

"Yeah, why not?"

Rose is on the sidelines to make up for the damage.

"Let's go back and study this unsolved mystery of mankind."

Chandler tilted his neck, pulled Joey and walked out.

He could tell that the little girl Peggy didn't want them to be an eyesore here. If they didn't leave now, they might have even more embarrassing problems waiting for them later.

"Dr. Geller~"

Before Ross could continue to laugh at Joey and Chandler, Peggy turned her eyes over and shouted with a smile.

"..."

Rose's smile immediately froze.

Why does this doctor sound so sarcastic?

"Carol still has something to do with me, so I'll leave first."

The very uncomfortable beggar genius Dr. Ross Geller couldn't sit still anymore. He raised his butt directly, said something, picked up his coat and walked out.

Monica was preparing dinner. When she heard this, she responded and ignored them.

Tonight was her and Chuck's party, and of course she wanted to go on a date with two people instead of having a dinner party with a group of people.

She also wanted to challenge her weakness.

"I won't leave."

Phoebe saw Peggy looking at her and looked back with a smile.

As a eldest sister who has been on the streets since childhood, Peggy's little tricks are too immature and are all leftover from her playing.

"Chuck still owes me a handsome scientist."

"Are you covered in mouse hair?"

Peggy and Phoebe looked at each other for a while, and when they saw Phoebe's direct gaze without any sign of weakness, they immediately looked away, fell on Phoebe, and spoke loudly.

"What?!"

As soon as these words came out, Phoebe immediately realized that something was wrong. Sure enough, there was a sharp scream from the kitchen, and Monica ran over with a knife: "What rat hair?"

"Don't get excited, there are no mouse hairs."

Phoebe looked at the knife in Monica's hand with some fear.

"here!"

Peggy pointed at Phoebe's clothes.

Monica immediately leaned over and took a closer look, and screamed: "Really, Phoebe, what's wrong with you? How many times have I told you to pay attention to hygiene! It's not my problem now, it's Chuck's

, how can you come here wearing clothes stained with mouse dander? If he sees it, will you never come back again?"

The more he talked, the more excited he became, and he stretched out his hand to twist it.

"Don't be excited, don't be excited. I don't want to be like this. I don't know what happened to my grandma's apartment recently. The heater is broken and the stove is leaking."

Phoebe was so frightened that she backed away, raised her hands and explained: "Rat is not a problem at all, rats are so cute..."

"anymore question?"

Monica said nervously: "Don't tell me there are other more serious health problems?!"

"No, no more."

Phoebe turned her head away, not looking at Monica.

"tell me!"

Monica pressed.

"Wood, louse."

Phoebe said vaguely.

"What?"

The voice was too low and Monica didn't hear it clearly.

"She said woodlice!"

Peggy took a few steps back and looked at Phoebe warily.

“Psyllabs?!!!”

Monica's high-pitched voice could be heard throughout the building.

"I'm leaving now."

Phoebe glared at Peggy hatefully, and quickly ran away after seeing Monica's frantic look on her face.

"It's over, it's over!"

Monica didn't bother to catch Phoebe to find an explanation. She walked around and checked everywhere.

Psyllids are small and difficult to detect. They breed and spread very quickly. They can damage furniture on a large scale and bite clothes and books. They are also difficult to eradicate.

For people with mysophobia, just thinking about the presence of woodlice in the room makes them feel uncomfortable and unable to stay.

Even she can't stand it, let alone a severe mysophobic like Chuck.

"How to do how to do?"

Monica was so anxious that she was spinning around.

It's not just that I won't come to her in the future, it's very likely that I won't even want to get close to her because of this.

After all, psyllids like to live on their hosts.

"Chuck is coming soon."

Peggy reminded: "Phoebe doesn't necessarily have woodlice."

"Yep!"

Monica's eyes lit up and she nodded repeatedly: "This is just a possibility, it may not necessarily happen..."

When she said this, she herself didn't believe it, because Phoebe, an animal protection activist who could even feed mice in her house, was not a clean person at all.

"Don't tell Chuck this."

Monica knelt down to discuss with Peggy.

She didn't want to take any chances. She would clean everything after tonight, but not now.

Peggy smiled and said, “Mum’s word.”

(End of chapter)