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1596. Chapter 1596 You really look like Doraemon

He has been pampered since he was a child, with clothes to put out his hands and food to open his mouth. Although Mo Bei is smart, he has insufficient life experience, so how could he think of these small details.

The two of them went to the nearby supermarket together, and Jiao Yang carefully helped her choose various daily necessities, ranging from quilts and pillows to toothpaste and toothbrushes. Mo Bei ran to the food area and just bought all kinds of snacks and

Convenient foods were brought in large quantities, and soon the cart was filled to the brim.

"Are you going to eat this every day?!"

Looking at the car full of snacks and convenience foods, Jiao Yang just frowned.

"Otherwise?!" Mo Bei asked back.

Jiao Yang smiled and shook his head.

What qualifications does he have to say anything about her? Five years ago, he was not the same as her.

"I owe you another five hundred and seventy-eight yuan!" After settling the bill, Mo Bei put the receipt in his pocket, "I'll treat you to whatever you want to eat tonight. There is a seafood city and a Japanese restaurant nearby..."

"To celebrate your move to your new home, let's have hot pot," Jiao Yang said.

“There doesn’t seem to be a hotpot restaurant around here.”

"It doesn't matter, we'll make it ourselves." Jiao Yang patted the spices on the shopping cart, "I've bought everything!"

Mo Bei looked at him like he was an alien monster, "You can even cook hot pot?"

"This is the easiest thing to do, okay? It has no technical content at all." Jiao Yang smiled and put the things on the shopping cart into the car, while Mo Bei sighed from the side.

"Jiao Yang, do you know how I feel?!"

"How do you feel?" Jiao Yang straightened up and took the handbag she handed over.

"You look like Doraemon!" Mo Bei said.

Jiao Yang chuckled, "I'm much more handsome than it!"

"I'm not joking, okay." Mo Bei handed the last bag to him, "You really look like Doraemon!"

"If I were Doraemon, I would definitely give you a random door and a time shuttle!" Jiao Yang raised his palm and touched her hair like a brother, "Also, I will give you another one.

A bamboo dragonfly that can fly anywhere!”

Looking at the smiling face of the man in front of him, the corners of Mo Bei's lips also raised, and a long-lost warmth arose in his heart.

"A deal?"

“It’s a deal!”

The two laughed loudly at the same time, and did not notice that someone was quietly following them in the distance and captured their figures on the camera.





Inside the hospital.

Watching Leng Lin fall asleep, Leng Zimo carefully turned off the lamp beside his bed and stood up from the chair.

"Mr. Leng, leave it to me tonight and you can go back!" Guard Xiao Zhao said softly.

Leng Zimo nodded, "If he wakes up at night, remember to let him drink some warm water. If you need anything, call me anytime."

His current condition is not suitable for staying up late. Leng Lin is not a big problem at all. With Xiao Zhao and the nurses taking care of him, he can rest assured that he is safe.

Luo Xiaoqian and Luo Jun were at the farm. Although Ah Jiu and Cheng Xiao were with them, he was always worried if he didn't look back at them.

After all, these are extraordinary times.

Xu Fei is already desperate and he doesn't rule out the possibility that she will do anything.

Looking at his father on the bed again, Leng Zimo walked out of the ward quietly, went to the doctor on duty for a few words, and then left the hospital with Xiaojie and another bodyguard.

The three of them soon returned to the farm.

Luo Jun was already asleep, but Luo Xiaoqian was not asleep and still stayed in the living room waiting for him.

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