The eSports King’s Crush

Chapter 962: Ninth Seventy-three Naibei

Mo Bei was standing in the doorway, still thinking about what he asked her to do with his one-day follow-up.

Since last night, she has basically known the routine of this person.

Just watching him acting is quite interesting.

Mo Bei looked down, and just hid the fun of his eyes.

There was a lazy voice over there.

"Are you going to be the door **** there?" Feng Nai leaned leaning on the sink, Junmei's face spilled into the light, slowly: "Come here."

Mo Bei also saw what he was holding at this time. Did she agree that it was too hasty?

Thinking of this, Mo Bei approached one-handedly with his trousers pocket, and before waiting for Feng Nai to open her mouth, her slender finger was on the impression of his collarbone, and she could not hear any emotion in her voice. It doesn't seem to be the same as the one on my neck. Should the captain give me another explanation? "

Feng Nai heard the words, and he smiled with a smile on his face: "Of course it's different, the kiss marks can still be the same? It seems our assistant little brother does not know what it looks like to be drunk."

Then, he took out his mobile phone and clicked on a video. It was the scene where Mo Bei was drunk when he was in the hot spring last time.

It's hard to get hold of this.

Mo Bei only glanced.

Feng Nai retracted the phone, then raised a hand, held Mo Bei's finger on his collarbone, and then applied shaving cream to her chin in that position.

Mo Bei fingered it.

"How?" Feng Nai was close: "So unexpected? I haven't shaved for a day, brother, do you still have the consciousness of being a man?"

Mo Bei looked at him and didn't speak. She was wondering if he found something.

Then he heard him whisper in his ear again, "I don't like my assistant."

It turned out that the cleansing disorder was at work.

Mo Bei raised his eyes, just to see his eyes fall.

In those eyes, all the lights in the bathroom were condensed, and people would always see the reflection of the stars inside.

Especially when he laughed, it was even more mangful.

Mo Bei remembers some of the comments she saw on him.

He said that unless God k smiles when he laughs at people, he is usually too lazy to show his face. The hat of the battle jacket is always buckled, the first in the game, the second in sleep, and the rest are not ranked here On the number.

Although it doesn't make people feel cold, he exudes a strangeness from the inside out.

It's like a lone wolf sleeping lightly.

What he really laughed like.

Fans want to know.

When she first saw him, she couldn't imagine it.

Today.

Mo Bei has seen him bend his mouth countless times.

Every time, she wanted her to raise her hand and touch his face.

I want to keep it because it looks so good.

Even if you know you can't look at your face, judge someone.

But the problem lies with him.

It seems that everything can be done without talking about principles.

Because my mind is empty.

The heart beats even before thoughts.

The smell of shaving cream came.

With fresh mint fragrance.

Mo Beiwei frowned.

Feng Nai has already lifted her face and raised it up, her smile still: "don't look at me, do you want me to scratch your chin?"

The two were close.

Especially when he talked with his eyes lowered, all the breath fell on her lips.

Mo Bei avoided raising his hand: "I'll do it myself."

"No." Feng Nai casually said, "Don't move."

(End of this chapter)