The eSports King’s Crush

Chapter 813: I Can Make You Sweet

After sending successfully.

Feng Nai looked up in the direction of someone, thinking about her expression.

Slender fingers tapped on the side of the phone again and again, as if some new toy was found.

But after waiting for about a minute, the other party did not respond.

what's the situation?

Feng Nai lowered his eyes, smiled again, and typed his eyes down: "If you are worried, you can come and see. Your brother is in my house now, and I will send you the address."

After Mobei transferred the materials and washed her hands, she turned on her phone and the first message showed that.

So much that Mo Bei's hand stopped.

After all, the person who sent the message was not far from her.

So I want to end quickly.

"There are no allergies, just take care of my brother, thank you."

In this reply, Mo Bei answered every point, thinking that there should be no more messages over there.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, the humming vibration sounded again.

"I waited for your reply yesterday, until two o'clock in the morning."

Mo Bei remembered this, and she never responded to him: "Sorry."

"I'm sorry, double row for a while?" Feng Nai lifted her eyes after finishing her hair.

As it happened, Mo Bei's sight fell over.

The four eyes are opposite.

Mo Bei looked away and put the phone back in his pants pocket.

Xiao Ni Lin likes to help with things, and went aside to help Aunt Wang handle some green leafy vegetables, as well as neatly cut sweet potatoes and some condiments.

The copper pot on the table has begun to smell.

Chili oil, tofu, green onion, parsley, and garlic are all put in small dishes.

These are the side dishes for eating lamb, and you will have appetite when you look at the table.

Xiaomi Lin is responsible for placing the dishes and bringing over the steamed sweet potatoes and rice porridge that his little brother can eat today.

Over there, Feng Nai saw his brother's troublesome light bulb far away from Mo Bei, and paced over, as if resting on Mo Bei's shoulders casually, his voice opened slowly: " Whose message? Your phone seems to be ringing all the time. "

"Friend's." As Mo Bei avoided his sight, the curvature of his face made Feng Nai's mouth deeper.

"What friend is so good?" Feng Nai said, and the tone followed her in the ear, like a joke between ordinary boys: "You won't leave your mobile phone, is it not a secret lover Kind? Then you're going to be cold, the team stipulates that it can't be powdered, you know? "

When he was at the base before, Mo Bei often heard this group of people come out from time to time to make a noise.

Even a great **** is the same, but when he talks, he always gives people a kind of ridicule.

Obviously kidding.

For example, "Use your right hand less in the future."

Enough for Mo Beiji to the present.

But this time, it was not the same as when at the base.

When he pressed her ear against the ear, he let Mo Bei's spine follow some inexplicable heat.

Maybe it's because the distance is too close.

As close as a centimeter, his thin lips could fit her ears.

It should be scared that Little Tits Pro heard.

He also chuckled and said, "There is something inappropriate for children, don't let Linkengkeng see it."

"No, the captain can stop using the brain to make up. He is an ordinary friend." Mo Bei looked over, calmly.

The words of an ordinary friend also deepened Feng Nai's eyes.

For the first time, he felt such words made him very disliked.

Stealing a chicken can't eclipse a handful of rice, which is honest. I didn't use his bad taste anymore.

However, the lamb meat in the mouth is much less flavorful than usual.

Even Xiaomi Lin and him grabbing food did not let him transfer his emotions.

normal friend?

Feng Nai smiled, and a slight chill permeated the corners of her mouth.

Ah.

Ordinary friends will kiss you, will your legs become tender?

It seems that someone is still unclear what his position is.

The ways in which Feng Nai is noisy are nothing more than those.

After eating, he took his own pajamas and stood in front of Mo Bei.

Mo Bei had long wanted to change his school uniform. After wearing it for a day, the T-shirt inside was sticking to his body and it was a little uncomfortable.

But her hand touched the zipper of the uniform, but the big **** who delivered the clothes didn't even want to leave at all.

This caused Mo Bei to lift his eyes.

Feng Nai was careless, unzipping the coat earlier than her, and there was a slack in the corners of her eyes: "If you don't change your clothes, what are you doing?"

Mo Beimei twisted slightly.

I saw that he even tore off the black T-shirt on his body, and the action was handsome.

A messy black hair was paired with the sharp lines of muscle on his body.

Mo Bei's pupil shook unconsciously.

He seemed to capture her micro expression, and smiled suddenly, with a bit of evil in the corner of his mouth.

Then he lowered his figure: "Ask you, what are you doing?"

Mo Bei heard that, ignoring the half-beat heartbeat just now, he just wanted to look away and answer his question.

"Envy? You look like the cats and cats before. Every time I see my bare upper body, I scream, and I can be like me anytime." He spit out against her ear A sentence: "If you are envious, you can feel it."

With that said, she hadn't waited for her response.

He held her hand, lifted it, and landed on his thin abs.

The temperature and touch from the palm of his hand gave Mo Bei a pause.

I keep saying something in my heart.

He just seemed like a demon, handsome and guilty of crime, and even the low magnetic voice didn't stop: "How?"

"What's the matter?" Mo Bei was indulged for a moment, and moved up unconsciously.

Feng Nai smiled, the voice was low magnetic: "How does it feel?"

"Very good." At this time, Mo Bei could only treat these as if the boys were getting along with each other, otherwise no matter what extra expressions they would have, they would show up.

Feng Nai laughed deeper: "Really? How many do you have?"

"Which pieces?" Mo Bei had a hard time concentrating. She found that she was becoming less and less resistant to his face, especially at this moment. His eyes were so deep that he could almost **** in the soul.

Feng Nai's eyes narrowed, her messy hair almost touched the top of her head: "Abdominal muscles, how many do you have?"

"Not much." Mo Bei said and wanted to pull his hand back.

He smiled, but he didn't know why: "You touch me, you always have to come back."

"Why ..." Before Mo Bei had finished speaking, he saw that he lifted the hem of her uniform, and his right hand came in without warning ...

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(End of this chapter)