Wearing a black mask, he paced over.
"Second row?" Mo Bei paused, with slender legs, raised his eyes, and looked towards the third row.
Spicy, bar
this thing
Mo Bei reached out to take it down and glanced in Feng Nai's direction.
The man stood not too far away, and nodded casually.
Mo Bei threw a pack of spicy strips into the shopping cart with no expression on his face.
Feng Nai still kept his eyes on the shelf, the meaning was obvious, take a few more packs.
Mo Bei started to move again.
The girl next to me came over with a look of wonder: "I didn't expect this little brother to like spicy strips."
"It doesn't match his aloof image at all, but I think it's cuter, what should I do?"
"I also like spicy noodles, hehehe, why don't you strike up a conversation and introduce a brand to my little brother."
While they were saying these words, Mo Bei had already pushed the shopping cart to the front of Feng Nai.
Although I couldn't see the man's expression through the mask.
But the other party's beautiful peach blossom eyes were smiling at this time.
It seems that it is not to make her look good, but to really like to eat.
"The captain likes to eat, why don't you get it yourself?" Mo Bei's voice was very weak.
Feng Nai stood tall and tall next to her, and from the corner of his eye, he said, "Who said I like to eat, I bought it for Lin Keng Keng."
"Oh." Obviously, Mo Bei didn't believe it, Lin Keng Keng didn't like to eat this kind of chewing food.
Feng Nai laughed at this moment, his eyes lowered, feeling a little oppressed: "Even if I like to eat, so what? I don't want to take it because I care about the image of the team. As the captain, you have to worry about the overall situation, understand?"
Mo Bei was calm, and felt that there was no need to say this: "Aside from spicy noodles, what else do you want to eat?"
"On the right, in the dessert area, go and see if there are any pineapple buns made today." After Feng Nai finished speaking, he added: "I like to eat freshly made pineapple buns."
Mo Bei pushed the shopping cart with one hand and walked over.
Feng Nai stood there casually, and glanced at the young man who was holding his trouser pocket with one hand and putting the pineapple bag into the car, his eyes were clear and hard to distinguish.
After Mo Bei bought these, he walked to the fresh vegetable area.
The two of them are clearly out of tune here.
One person picked up the vegetables with cold eyes, and the other lazily found a shelf to rely on. The arc of the side face was very handsome even wearing a mask, and the long legs were crossed there. It didn't look like he was here to buy It looks like it's here to shoot a magazine advertisement.
However, looking at the appearance of a certain great god, it seems that he has never been here before.
Far away from some smelly things, the eyebrows are still slightly twisted.
Mo Bei thought that if he did this, he wouldn't notice it.
Unexpectedly, it was the opposite: "Don't make tomatoes and eggs, I won't eat them."
Mo Bei didn't listen to him this time, and turned his face to the side, his mood was very calm: "I didn't want to make tomatoes and eggs, but I will make tomato sirloin at night."
Hearing this, Feng Nai raised his eyebrows, didn't speak any more, and then lowered his head to look at his phone.
A trip down shopping.
The whole car is full.
Probably because he got the spicy strips and pineapple buns that he wanted to eat. Even though there were long onions that he hated in the car, Feng Nai was not picky, but there was resistance written in his eyes.
Originally, Mo Bei thought it was over.
Unexpectedly, at this time, the person standing next to her stretched out his hand, put his arm on her shoulder, and then hooked her neck, lazily and casually: "Where are you going?"
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(end of this chapter)