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After breakfast, Mo He told Mo Yancheng the password of the combination lock at home, then got on his bicycle and left.

Half an hour later, Mo He locked the car at the entrance of a large shopping mall and walked in.The goal is clear, go straight to the third floor, household items.

"Hello, what do you need?" The shopping guide girl with a sweet smile greeted her immediately.

"Sprung bed."

"How big do you need? We have 1.2 meters, 1.5 meters and 1.8 meters."

Mo He thought about Mo Yancheng's body, and said, "1.5 meters."

"Okay, how about this one? It's 1.5 meters wide and two meters long, and it can be folded so it doesn't take up any space when not in use." The shopping guide girl pointed to a bed and asked.

Mo He glanced at it and said, "Well, yes. I still need a mattress, quilt and pillow, please get the matching ones."

"Do you have any requirements for patterns?" The shopping guide girl led Mo He to the place where the quilt covers were placed, and asked, "We have solid-color ones, floral ones, and cartoon styles that children like."

"Excuse me, is there a pattern of Peppa Pig?"

"some."

"Take a set, please, thank you." Mo He smiled mischievously.

After paying the money and filling in the address of the apartment, the shopping guide girl said that all the things would be delivered before five o'clock, and Mo He rode his bicycle and prepared to go home.

When passing through a small alley next to the vegetable market, there was a "creak", and Mo He pinched the brakes and stopped. Five meters away, red, green and black were squatting, barely blocking Mo He. Wo road.

"Please let it go."

One sentence uttered, and successfully attracted the attention of the three people, "Oh, isn't this Mohe from Nangao! I gave it to my brother and this is it." The one who spoke was Hei Mao, Wang Hewei.

Seeing the three of them standing up one after another, smiling and walking towards him with cigarettes in their mouths, Mo He got out of the car, pushed the car aside and parked it, and took out his wallet from his pocket.

"Hehe, this little boy knows the rules." Seeing this, the red hair exhaled a smoke ring and said with a smile.

Unexpectedly, Mo He took out a piece of paper from his wallet, spread it out and handed it to Wang Hewei, saying: "It just happened to happen, this is Mo Yancheng's medical bill, and I paid for it. The total is 520, three and fifty cents, wipe it A zero, let’s count your 520 four. Including the later treatment, it’s almost 1000 yuan, one-time or instalments?”

Hearing this, Wang Hewei's face immediately turned livid, and he said bluntly, "You really dare to ask me for money?"

"What? Talking is nothing? Dare to act but dare not act. Are you considered a man?" Mo He raised his eyebrows and said.

"Hey, this brother is quite interesting." Lumao leaned forward and slowly puffed on Mo He's face, and said.

Mo He punched it directly, and said coldly: "Sorry, reflex."

This sudden suddenness made Hongmao and Wang Hewei stunned on the spot, and Lvmao covered his nose and let out a yelp before the two of them came to their senses, looked at Mo He viciously, and said tacitly: "Your grandma, you are courting death!" !"

The next moment, the two of them rushed forward with their fists raised. Mo He never paid much attention to these disorderly tricks.First, he kicked away the red hair who had come a step earlier, and then blocked Wang Hewei's fist, grabbed his head and pulled it down, then raised his knee and slammed into it heavily.

When Mo He let go of his hand, Wang Hewei threw himself straight on the ground. Just as he covered his nose with one hand, he was about to stand up when Mo He stepped on his back and pressed him to the ground again. The photo was taken in the fish-smelling sewage from the vegetable market, mixed with the blood of various animals.

Hongmao scolded "grass", picked up a brick from the ground and rushed over, Mohe kicked in a roundabout without hesitation, and greeted Hongmao's face, Hongmao was kicked away straight They bumped into the green hair who had just breathed a sigh of relief, and the two of them fell to the ground together, and were immediately baptized by the sewage.

After walking up to each person, Mo He looked at Wang Hewei who turned over and sat up, and stretched out his right hand.

Wang Hewei scolded his mother, took out the wallet from his coat pocket and threw it at Mo He. Mo He took it, opened it, counted it, and said, "870, nine yuan and twenty cents, it's almost enough, I barely accept it."

"By the way, is this your money? I didn't intend to sell the stolen goods for you." After closing the wallet, Mo He asked, remembering something.

"Damn it, I'm not really poor, I can still afford this little money!" Wang Hewei gritted his teeth.

"Oh." Mo He put his wallet in his pocket, and said again, "If you have money, you can rob like others, study hard, and benefit the society is the right way."

Wang Hewei couldn't breathe, his face was flushed, and he shouted forcefully: "You don't care!"

Mo He shook his head, walked to the bicycle beside him, and said a few words to Wang Hewei: "A person like you is a typical lack of love."

As soon as he rode the bike out of the alley, when he turned a corner, Mo He caught a glimpse of a familiar figure from the corner of his eyes. He stopped the bike and looked back, only to see Mo Yancheng with a walking stick half leaning against the wall, holding various colored clothes in one hand. plastic bag, looking at himself with a smile.

"What are you doing here?" Mo He fell back.

Mo Yancheng shook the plastic bag in his hand and said, "Go shopping."

"I bought it and you made it?"

"Otherwise? I didn't expect Squad Leader Mo to be omnipotent." Mo Yancheng gritted his teeth, "tsk tsk" twice, and continued, "Handsome! So handsome! Have you ever practiced?"

Accepting Mo Yancheng's praise silently, Mo He nodded: "Yes, Taekwondo."

"Handsome! So handsome!" Mo Yancheng boasted, while raising his legs and naturally stepped onto the back seat of Mohe's bicycle.

Mo He sighed softly, got on the bike, and drove Mo Yancheng to the apartment.

Leaning by the door and looking at Mo Yancheng who skillfully sliced ​​and shredded potatoes in the kitchen, Mo He was a little surprised and said, "I didn't expect that you still have this skill."

Mo Yancheng, who maintained the golden rooster's independent posture, didn't raise his head, and replied: "That's right, I'm not afraid to tell you, brother possesses eighteen kinds of martial arts, and he is proficient in all of them."

"Oh? For example?" Mo He folded his arms and asked quietly.

"Chachacha" Mo Yancheng, who was chopping vegetables, paused for a moment, and then hesitated after a while: "For example, chopping vegetables..."

"Well, I've seen this before."

"Another example is cooking."

"I haven't cooked it yet, and it's still open to question whether I'm proficient or not."

"...and...the flower rope..."

"Heh." Mo He sneered, turned and left the kitchen.

Looking at the three dishes and one soup in front of him, which looked good and didn't seem to have any strange ingredients added, Mo He raised his chopsticks and picked up a shredded potato and looked at it carefully before hesitatingly put it in his mouth. After chewing, he said to Mo Yancheng: "The skill of cooking can be lighted up."

Mo Yancheng smiled, took out his trousers pocket, took out a piece of bright red wool, and said, "Should I strike while the iron is hot, and just light up the skill of turning the flower rope together?"

Just as Mo He took a mouthful of rice, he paused with his outstretched chopsticks, and said, "No need, I've heard about it a long time ago."

Hearing this, Mo Yancheng curled his lips, and reluctantly stuffed the wool back into his pocket: "Sister Qi said that, right? Really, I've let go of all my secrets."

"Shut up and eat."

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the people from the mall delivered the things Mo He bought.

Looking at the brand-new spring bed in front of him, Mo Yancheng sniffed exaggeratedly and contrivedly, and said, "Master Squad Leader, I have nothing to repay my family for being so kind to my family, I can only promise it with my body."

"There are better ones." With that said, Mo He opened the box containing the four-piece bed set, and showed Mo Yancheng one by one the bedspread and sheets inside.

Looking at the four-piece suit neatly spread out on the spring bed, the corners of Mo Yancheng's eyes twitched, and he looked at Mo He, who looked at him with slightly raised eyes, and was immediately amused: "You really understand me!"

It was the expected reaction, and Mo He was not disappointed at all. This person has a thick skin and has no bottom line at all.However, the dishes are really good, much better than eating takeaway every day.

"It's fine if you like it." Mo He pondered for a while, and said, "During this time, I'll buy the vegetables and leave the cooking to you. Is it acceptable?"

As soon as these words fell into Mo Yancheng's ears, he grinned terribly: "Hmm, brother is a good cook, right? No problem, I'll take care of the cooking."

Mo He nodded, turned around and walked towards the study, stopped at the door, turned his head and said to Mo Yancheng: "I am older than you."

Mo Yancheng was stunned for a while, his eyes drifted down Mo He's trousers, and said, "Not necessarily? How about comparing?"

A book of English exercises flew over and hit Mo Yancheng's forehead accurately, followed by Mo He's angry voice: "I'm talking about age! Don't keep calling me 'brother', I 'age' is older than you!"

Mo Yancheng, who was knocked down on the spring bed, stood up halfway, and said doubtfully, "Are you sure? We are in the same class, we should be the same age, right?"

"My mother took me to travel around the world for two years. I entered elementary school two years late, and my brother is two years older than you." Mo He narrowed his eyes and looked somewhere in Moyan City, "On the other hand , I’m afraid you have to call me Brother Sheng.”

After finishing speaking, Mo He walked into the study room, closed the door with a "click", and Mo Yancheng came back to his senses, "Hehehehe..." he couldn't stop laughing.

In the evening, just as Mo He poured a glass of milk and sat on the sofa to watch the international news, he heard a loud noise from the bathroom again, but Mo He didn't respond.

Mo Yancheng called: "Squad leader, I can't get up!" Seeing that Mo He didn't respond for a long time, Mo Yancheng wondered if he had gone back to the bedroom to sleep, but he could indeed hear the sound of the TV, so he yelled twice, but still didn't answer , Mo Yancheng remembered what happened yesterday, and struggled for a long time, feeling a little helpless: "Sir, I'm getting dressed today! You won't be so cruel, let me crawl out?"

After drinking the last sip of milk, Mo He stood up slowly, opened the bathroom door, looked down at Mo Yancheng who was sitting on the ground, and said calmly: "Sorry, the TV is too loud, I didn't hear it."

Mo Yancheng secretly rolled his eyes, stretched out his hand to Mo He, and said, "Give me a hand."

Mo He stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and was about to pull Mo Yancheng up from the ground with all his strength, but Mo Yancheng suddenly exerted more force, Mo He lost his balance, and threw himself on Mo Yancheng.The temperature on Mo Yancheng's body immediately penetrated through the thin pajamas. Accompanied by the faint smell of shower gel and even the smell of hormones, Mo He was stunned for three seconds, struggling to get up.

Seeing the squad leader Mo who was half-fluttering all over him, Mo Yancheng thought it was very funny, he stretched out his hand to wrap Mo He around him, and let out a soft breath by his ear, and said, "Squad leader, I blame you for being like this." Exciting."

With a "shoo", Mo He felt his whole face was boiling. He broke free from Mo Yancheng's arm vigorously, stood up, kicked Mo Yancheng's right leg twice, walked back to the bedroom angrily, and slammed Mo Yancheng vigorously. the door.

Unexpectedly, Mo He would have such a time, his blushing appearance made Mo Yancheng muffled laughter all night.

But Mo Yancheng, who was so rogue, was scolded by Mo He all night.

This Mohe is so cute!

This Mo Yancheng, it's strange that it owes a lot of money!