Chapter 390: Three hundred forty

Chapter 390
Feng Nai said that buying cookies is not fake, but just took a wallet without taking the rest.
Wallet was thrown to Mo Bei, and things made Mo Bei pick.
Feng Dashao cannot be good at things like shopping for vegetables and fruits.
It sounded like Mo Bei's temperament didn't sound like shopping.
But when the clear figure stood there, and the slender fingers held tomatoes for comparison, there was nothing to match. The scenery was everywhere, and it attracted a lot of people.
"Two boys visiting the fresh vegetable area?"
"They all wear masks, but they look so handsome."
"My little brother who likes picking vegetables, the first time I saw someone picking vegetables, it was so beautiful."
Feng Nai listened to the sound that rang next, and the light of the eyes also looked at the person in front of him. The black hair and the exposed eyes were indeed ... good-looking.
Mo Bei put celery into the shopping cart, and planned to wait for the two days after his hand was injured, and pack some glutinous rice for supper food.
When raising your hand, if you accidentally get too high, small things will stick on the forehead of a certain god.
Feng Nai was playing with her mobile phone casually, and she was absent-minded, wondering if she was waiting for the news and didn't notice it.
Mo Bei stretched out his hand directly, and put his fingertip on his forehead.
Feng Na's lowered eyes suddenly burst out, then took a step back and twisted his brows slightly.
Mo Bei was cold everyday, and his left hand spread out, letting him see what he had scooped down.
Feng Nai's eyes were raised, jeering: "Don't always try to take advantage of your feet to assist the little brother."
Mo Bei: ...
Feng Nai smiled, full of evil spirits, and poked his finger back: "Very helpless?"
Mo Bei raised his eyes and didn't speak, just know what you know.
The vegetables in the hands of the people standing next to me have all fallen out. How can they describe them? Looking at the two boys, you poke my forehead, I poke your face?
Everyone else comes to buy food. They're afraid to do something else ...
However, the relationship between the two is really good now.
You can see it in the car.
The increase in the frequency of small talk is not without warning.
The best feelings are equal.
Before the two people did not accept anyone.
Fight without distinction.
In terms of academic performance, there are individuals who are better than themselves.
This is what makes Feng Nai quite interesting.
After contacting such two people, they will naturally get faster than the others.
I met in the game long ago.
I don't feel bored when I chat.
Treat each other as friends and gradually become brothers.
It's also time to find out that Mo Bei treats Feng Dashao differently, and not everyone can get her nickname.
After all, it was someone who wanted to fight in the game ...
Mo Bei reached out and threw something into the shopping cart.
Feng Nai swiped the phone message and looked at it and said, "Pepper."
"Don't buy it." When Mo Bei said these two words, his mood was still light.
Feng Nai squinted and opened her mouth again.
Mo Bei tilted his eyes: "People with poor health eat less spicy food."
Feng Nai smiled: "When will I be ill?"
Mo Bei: "It's easy to catch a cold."
Feng Nai could not refute.
Mo Bei: "Fever is easy."
There is still no way to refute, it is really sick, even if the air field of Feng Dashao is cold and strong, physical fitness is another matter.
"Picky eaters." Mo Bei narrowed his eyes, thinking for a while, took out his mobile phone, and let Feng Nai look at the screen.
It was an emoji made out of his picture, which said: "Little Kannai doesn't eat coriander, remove it!"
(End of this chapter)