Rebirth of the live national male god

Chapter 190 Is My Girlfriend Pretty?

Yi Beichen took the phone and paused for the password, and Mo Ran quickly added:
"The password is the same as yours."

His password is her birthday,
Her password... of course, is her birthday.

Yi Beichen didn't think there was anything wrong either.

The same password, how nice.

And Ranran is always busy, this password can also remind her to remember her birthday.

Quickly inputting a series of numbers, Yi Beichen clicked into her cell phone photo album.

It is different from the girls' photo albums mentioned on the Internet,
Her photo album is empty,

There are neither selfies nor emoticons.

The only photo is of her so-called "girlfriend".

The person in the photo looked a little aggrieved, with a pair of small hands still grabbing his own skirt in dissatisfaction.

Under the fluffy little princess curly wig, there is a face that looks too much.

In addition to being ignorant, a pair of big dark eyes also carried a bit of accusation,
As if asking why the person who took his picture had to dress him up like this.

After confirming the eyes, it was him.

Yi Beichen:······
The only photo in my girlfriend's cell phone album is the black history photo of his childhood in women's clothing...
Mixed feelings.

However, Mo Ran turned his eyes to the side, looking at him with a smile:

"Is my girlfriend pretty?"

"..."

After a moment of silence, Yi Beichen returned the phone to Mo Ran:

"Not as pretty as my girlfriend."

Moran:······

666, perfect score for survival.

Not teasing him anymore, Mo Ran opened the door first and got out of the car.

The elevator slowly ascended from the first floor to the first floor, and the lights came on.

The elevator door opened slowly, and a figure I hadn't seen for a while,

He snorted and dragged a lot of dazzling snacks and squeezed in.

The elevator is actually quite big.
At least under normal circumstances, it is enough to accommodate a dozen people.

But after Dongfang Xing came in with his snacks, the elevator was full.

Mo Ran wanted to pretend not to know him.

What if he is better than the people here in terms of physical fitness because he is an alien?

Aren't you afraid that people will see such an unscientific scene and send you to slice for research?

You must know that for normal people to carry things, there are at most seven or eight plastic bags like that in the palm of their hands.

But in his hand, there were so many plastic bags that he couldn't close them with both hands.

The contents of the bag swelled so much that no one could walk within one meter of him.

This is sweeping up a few rows of shelves, right? ! !

Mo Ran deliberately turned his head to the side,
But Dongfang Xing's eyes still brightened:
"Huh? Mo Ran? And that, uh, Yi Beichen, hurry up, get it for me!"

Yi Beichen automatically filtered him out with a cold face,
Instead, Mo Ran took one of the bags and handed it to Yi Beichen.

Then he nodded:
"His Highness the Ninth Prince finally killed himself?"

Dongfang Xing:······
After two seconds of silence, Dongfang Xing smiled obsequiously:
"Those are not important, hurry up, get some more for me!"

However, this time Mo Ran only gave him a standard official micro (fake) smile:
"Repay the money, or you won't want this bag of things."

Dongfang Xun subconsciously looked at the only bag of snacks in Yi Beichen's hand,
Suddenly paled in shock——

He obviously has so many things in his hand,
The ghost knows how Moran got the most expensive and delicious food with just a single grab.

It's even the last snack left on the shelf just now!

(End of this chapter)