Chapter 1213: One thousand two hundred and twenty three

Chapter 1213: One Thousand One Two Twenty-Three
"An'an." Xiaomi Lin just called the exit.
The thin little devil over there twisted his eyebrows, then pulled the small suitcase, and said to the secretary Wang on the side: "My little friend has come to me. Uncle Wang tells someone to say, don't be on me In front of Mummy, she talked about me badly and said that I didn't know how to run away from home. "
"I'll do my best." Secretary Wang pushed down his glasses. Master Xiaodao, you despise me too much. What Qin would say, it's really not my job, but Master Xiao is really smart. He even guessed before. Qin always used the rhetoric.
Bo Xiaomon thought about his sister Bey in his heart, and didn't think much about how it came out so easily this time.
However, Xiao Ni Lin looked at the people in the Qin Mansion along the way and respected An An. He leaned over and the little devil bit his ears: "Why don't they stop us?"
"Master Feng is here, who dares to stop it." Bo Xiaomon said casually: "Help me take the skateboard."
When Xiaomi heard this, she more and more felt that he had rescued his brother, and hugged the skateboard handed over by the little devil. He was arrogant. Grandpa can also bring you out if he goes for business cooperation. "
"No next time, Qin's era of soft rice is over." Bo Xiaovil let him glance at the wallet: "The black card is out, the next step is to pick up my mommy."
Xiaomi's round eyes were bright, how could he never have thought of this trick before.
"I also plan to take my mum away, my father, which has become more and more extreme lately, hum!"
Xiaomi Lin said, and did not forget to pull his teammates: "An An, you are so good, you must help me in that time."
"Yes." Bo Xiaomon always doesn't like who he owes. Since he used Xiaomi Pro, he must make up for it elsewhere.
The method of establishing friendship between the two small pot friends is very simple. It is also a distaste for their dregs at home, and they always aim to abstain from mommy.
This made Secretary Wang who was behind him really wonder what to say.
After receiving the news, Feng Nai, who was far away in Quancheng, pressed his cell phone darkly.
This guy in Linkengkeng got a demon and brought it home without knowing it.
As soon as Feng Nai wanted to raise her hand and ask for something, someone on the bed woke up, her black hair was a little messy, but her eyes were clear, like a person's shadow.
No longer short-haired Mo Bei, the kind of ice and snow on her body did not fade away, but the longer it was, the more beautiful it was, especially her skin tone and porcelain white without flaws.
When she got up, Feng Nai held her wrist subconsciously.
Mo Bei didn't move anymore because the temperature on her wrist would follow as soon as she moved.
Too close, even the breath can be heard from each other.
Feng Nai also noticed that she was about to withdraw her hand.
Mo Bei held his hand backhand, his voice was light: "Hungry?"
Feng Nai's eyes narrowed, and the words were scattered casually: "Don't take advantage of others."
All of them stayed for one night. Of course, Mo Bei only listened to such words, and he didn't take them seriously. He pulled up the hand, and then brought the person into the bathroom.
"What do you say, I will listen?" Feng Nai raised her eyebrows, her temperament was arrogant, and she was expensive and handsome.
Mo Bei only looked at him quietly.
After watching for two seconds.
Feng Nai looked away: "Don't drink porridge, eat noodles."
(End of this chapter)