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Chapter 209 Ring

Chapter 209 Ring

What's more, if this thing is real, why won't anyone pick it up?

It's so unreasonable.

So some kid must have dropped the toy.

It's quite realistic.

"This should be fake. It should be a toy that a child dropped when passing by."

Little Fubao put the ring on his hand and looked around, "This ring is so big! It can't even fit Fubao's finger!"

[Hahahaha! Our little baby wants a ring! Buy it! Ask Dole to buy it for you!]

【Is the damage upstairs? What should we do with the little sheep? Hahahaha!】

[Buy them both! Whoever’s bigger is the one I agree to be with! Hahahaha! Am I a bit of a scumbag? 】

It is clear.

Even the barrage didn't think the ring she picked up was real. They thought it was a toy that a child had dropped.

"If you think it looks good, just put it away. It's not bad to use it as a toy." The photography brother suggested to her.

Xiao Fu Bao nodded and put the ring into his pocket.

Sang Mizhou has also paid the money and left.

"There are still more than thirty yuan left. Do you want to buy something to eat?"

Little Fu Bao had already put the ring in his pocket.

After hearing Sang Mizhou's words, he immediately replied without thinking: "Milk!"

【Hahahaha! Our little baby really likes drinking milk!】

[It’s good to drink milk. Children will grow taller if they drink milk! But don’t be too tall. About 1.7 meters is enough.]

[Who said that, around 1.75 meters is also very good-looking! 】

Sang Mizhou didn't show any special expression.

It seemed that he had already guessed what she wanted to buy.

He held her hand and walked forward: "Then let's go."

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In a dairy store.

Xiao Fubao saw two familiar figures standing inside at a glance, and suddenly shouted to them: "Brother Little Sheep!"

The two people in the store were Lu Zhaoxi and Lu Zhiyang.

Little Fubao ran up to Lu Zhiyang, raised the small bag in his hand and said, "Brother Little Sheep, look, these are the bracelets that Fubao and the uncle from the wood carving shop made for the audience! What have you prepared?"

The faint scent of rosewood has not dissipated from Xiao Fubao's body.

Getting too close, the scent of his body hit Lu Zhiyang's nostrils.

Lu Zhiyang turned his head away awkwardly, took a step back, and opened the distance between the two.

"I didn't buy anything. I saw a machine for taking mugshots when I was living on the roadside, so I went in with my brother and took a few photos. I took it as a gift."

[What can I say? Although this gift is very special and many people want it, it seems a little less thoughtful than what Xiao Fu Bao prepared. 】

[I think so too. It feels a little perfunctory. But it could also be two straight men. It’s normal for straight men not to choose gifts.]

【Hahahaha! That makes sense.】

Little Fu Bao tilted his little head.

Photo sticker?

Is it a photo?

Fu Bao also really wants to take a photo with his brother.

In this way, when the show is over, Fubao can also take photos as a souvenir!

"Come on, I've bought the things you want." Lu Zhaoxi came over with a bag of milk, "Carry your own things yourself."

Lu Zhiyang took it without saying a word.

This actually surprised Lu Zhaoxi.

On weekdays, if he is asked to get something by himself at home, he has to lose his temper and act coquettishly. Why is he so good today?

The result is the next second.

He watched helplessly as Lu Zhiyang stuffed the entire bag of milk into Xiao Fubao's hand.

(End of chapter)


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