Doraemon review: starting with Neptune Nobita

In the picture.

"Pfft~~~"

After hearing Doraemon say that he has someone he likes.

Nobita couldn't help laughing, and Doraemon turned around unhappily.

"What's so funny!!"

Nobita pointed at Doraemon and said with a smile: "But you are obviously a robot, why are you still in love!"

Hearing this,

Doraemon stood up immediately: "I am an advanced robot. I can not only fall in love, but also get married!!"

[Luri: "Doraemon is right!"]

[Luo Bozi: "I think so too. Robots also have human rights!"]

[Judo: "That's right!"]

[23 Li Lulu: "Yeah."]

[Kurt: "Wow, is it really an army of robots?"]

"I know, I know, it's advanced."

Nobita was still teasing.

"Really!"

Dorae A jumped into the room from the eaves: "Talking to you too much is really lowering my IQ!"

"Okay, don't be so angry."

Nobita followed in and asked again: "So, what kind of girl is she, is she cute?"

"She is so cute."

Dorae A blushed and said shyly: "Fair skin, slender hands and feet, tall figure."

"Hmm?"

Hearing Doraemon's description, Nobita immediately replied: "In that case, she and you are not a good match at all."

[Rob Er: "Although what Nobita said is a bit hurtful, it does make sense..."]

[Doraemon: "Don't say anything careless. Everyone has different aesthetics. I heard that some people like fat people!"]

[Haruo: "Eh, is that true?! So I still have a chance!"]

[Sophia: "You probably don't have much chance. Not only are you fat, but your biggest feature is your wretchedness."]

[Haruo: "Hey, maybe some people like wretched people."]

As soon as these words came out, Doraemon immediately leaned to one side, exuding an autistic aura all over his body.

Seeing this, Nobita hurriedly comforted him: "I'm kidding, I'm kidding, they are a perfect match."

"They are a perfect match made in heaven, like Wu Dalang and Mu Tiezhu, no, like a beauty and a raccoon, no, like a toad wanting to eat swan meat, no, no."

"A flower stuck in cow dung? A dead pig is not afraid of boiling water?"

Nobita didn't say a single good word after all these words, which made Doraemon, who was already autistic, even more autistic.

"Don't be like this, don't be like this, please don't care too much about your appearance!"

Nobita hurriedly opened his mouth to comfort him again.

"Eh..."

Doraemon sighed: "From just now, I have been very concerned."

Nobita immediately said:"The most important thing for a man is not his appearance, but his heart!!"

"Show your heart!"

"How to do it?" Doraemon asked with a pout.

"First, you have to ask her out on a date..."

"A date... a date!"

Nobita hadn't finished talking when he heard the word "date".

Instantly, his face turned red and he buried his head in his arms in embarrassment.

"So shy!" (To read the novel, go to Flylu Novels!)

[Doraemon: "It's rare to see my brother like this... It feels so strange."]

[Haruo: "Damn it, the final ending won't be that Doraemon gets the beauty, right? Then Doraemon will have Miss Belle and Xiao Mi, and I can't even compete with a robot cat, it's so sad!"]

[Belle: "It shouldn't be, although I I don't hate Doraemon, but I'm far from liking him either. At most, I'm just a friend or something."]

[Xiao Mi: "Meow meow meow!"]

[Jin Jia: "It's hard to say. Maybe something happened later and you and Doraemon fell in love with each other. Who knows?"]

"Being shy won't work!"

"Everything is done by action. Who said that!"

Nobita clenched his fists and encouraged Doraemon.

At this time, Doraemon raised his head: "But how should I invite her?"

Hearing Doraemon's words.

Nobita blinked, then held Doraemon's hand and looked at him closely.

"Let's go on a date, like this."

"Be serious!"

[Kara: "How can I succeed if I really date a girl like this?"]

[Doraemon: "Then how can I do it? Xiao Mi, don't get me wrong, I'm just a little curious."][]

[Miyako: "The first step is to accumulate favorability. It's impossible to just invite the girl out for a date."]

[Kurt: "Accumulate favorability? Is it the same as those dating games?!"]

ps: Today's first update! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! .