American TV series Detective's Daily Life

At night.

Monica's apartment.

"Hello, Peggy."

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

"hello."

Peggy smiled back.

"You're 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 avoided 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, looked down, didn't find any problem, and looked at Peggy in confusion.

"She was talking about why you don't wear magic artifacts."

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 the string 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 didn'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 that a little girl asked him face to face, it was really shameful.

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

"What a pity."

Joey gave a smile that every man knew.

"Joy!"

Monica shouted in dissatisfaction, her eyes indicating 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 body 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 to 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 was 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.

This time, Doctor, why does he sound so sarcastic?

"Carol still has something to ask me for, 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 preferred a date between the two of them rather than a group dinner.

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, it's nothing like mouse hair."

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

"here!"

Peggy pointed at Phoebe's clothes.

Monica immediately leaned over to take 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 could 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 get excited, don't get 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 furnace is leaking."

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

“Woodlice?!!!”

Monica's voice was high-pitched and 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 just walked around and checked around.

Psyllids are small and difficult to detect. They breed and spread very quickly. They can destroy furniture, chew clothes and books on a large scale, and are 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 couldn't stand it, let alone a severe mysophobic like Chuck.

"How to do how to do?"

Monica was so anxious.

It's not just that he won't come to her anymore, it's very likely that he won't even want to be near her because of this.

After all, psyllids love to live on their hosts.

"Chuck is coming."

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 can even feed mice in her house, is not a clean person at all.

"Don't ever tell Chuck this."

Monica knelt down to discuss with Peggy.

She wasn't taking any chances, she would clean up after tonight, but not now.

Peggy smiled and said, “Mum’s word.”