The eSports King’s Crush

Chapter 545

Mo Bei was not clear about this.

Only combined the experience of pouring three drinks.

He looked at the pale lip color of the man again.

See him pressing his stomach with one hand.

I have believed for seven minutes.

A little Master Jin thinks wrong.

When Feng Nai really wanted to be alone, he was not **** others, but on himself.

In order to look more realistic, I knew that after drinking, it would hurt my stomach.

He still went to press.

"Let me sleep for a while." Feng Nai closed her eyes, her voice was a bit heavy.

Mo Bei looked at the face: "Stomach pain?"

"Um." Feng Nai moved her eyelashes. This experience is completely from the students in Linkengkeng. Every time that guy pretended to be poor, he used this trick.

Obviously, Feng Nai did use the right move.

Mo Bei has always had no temper with such lovely things.

In particular, I originally felt that I was like a cat, and I didn't even think about it. I reached out my hand and pressed it on the stomach of the person. The movement of rubbing was very light.

Feng Nai opened his eyes, and his eyes reflected the lights of the city outside the window, which was more beautiful and deep.

Mo Bei thought that he had committed a cleansing disorder, and had no emotions. He just said quietly: "Forbearance, if you press like this, your stomach will be more comfortable."

Feng Nai did not speak, but closed her eyes again. The pale face turned up a shallow arc when Mo Bei could not see it.

Ain't everyone who has tasted warmth.

It's not like returning to the cold.

It's so boring.

Without this person, my previous life was really boring.

The cloud depth is different.

She doesn't have to be this person.

But he only needs one.

Since it is pretending to be drunk.

Of course you have to install it thoroughly.

The more Feng Nai got to the back, the more uncomfortable it was.

Mo Bei saw him uncomfortable. When he got out of the car, he naturally let him rest on her.

Feng Nai likes this negative distance.

Even nostalgia.

Put one hand on Mo Bei's shoulder, and hold one's own black hair in one hand, and poke back, revealing that handsome and beautiful face, as if really drunk.

It's just that this kind of Feng Nai has a fatal **** in the night.

Originally a wicked appearance.

It is even more frightening now.

In addition, he knew exactly where the weakness of this little brother in Linkengkeng was.

Even more pretending to be sick.

I was ashamed of the usual tenths of momentum.

Mo Bei looked at his increasingly pale lips and did not let go of him.

Even after entering the base, he still carried the man half-embraced upstairs.

At this point, everyone else has fallen asleep.

Mo Bei is trying to lower the volume as much as possible.

Just when the door opens.

Get the key out of his pocket.

Feng Nai turned her body and breathed behind Mo Bei's ears, making it hard to ignore.

Mo Bei raised his eyes and tried hard to bring him in with the force of pushing the door.

I don't know what went wrong.

When the door is closed.

One is not armed.

There is a rebound.

The man on her shoulders did nothing and trapped her between her chest and the wooden door.

The location has also changed.

Let Mo Bei's fingers pause for a moment.

(End of this chapter)