Chapter 1276: Hundred and twenty-seventh North told Nai that when he was a kid, there was a rich child ...

Chapter 1276: The 127th North told Nai, there was a rich child in his childhood ...
Mo Bei could see his eyes deepening, and leaned down, holding her with one hand.
The heart of the beast can be seen from the environment, including his uneasiness.
Before he clasped her with an ankle, she knew that he should have his own paranoia in some places.
However, she also believed that he would control it well.
It doesn't matter if it is not well controlled.
He will only have an incomprehensible reputation for the person or thing he cares about.
A good education will not let him show his evil side.
Even if exposed, he will not hurt others in his actions.
Because Mo Bei knows very well. Even if he is standing in a war-torn city like Isa, he clearly has a lot of roads to go and leave like other people. Anyway, there is a special assistance representative, not necessarily going to the place closest to the war. The remote commander can also recover the loss, and cannot contact other Chinese businessmen. It does not affect the interests of the family. He is not a technician, nor is the translator tasked, but at that time, he still chose the most Dangerous way to go.
When he saw him at the auction, Mo Bei understood that not everyone was like the teenager she liked.
Even though he is ruthless in nature and full of enthusiasm, he lives up to his heart and lives in his homeland.
So, I want to hold on even more.
Even if it is clear, the closer this person is, the more he can feel his real danger.
Mo Bei never thought about letting go.
In the face of the pair of light as water, can not see any fear of dark eyes.
Some of Feng Nai's thoughts were repressed. He wanted to leave, after all, he didn't trust his endurance very much.
But as soon as his hand left, he was dragged by someone and stuck in place.
"Sleep with me for a while." Mo Bei's voice was light. "Medicine has a hypnotic effect."
Feng Na raised her eyebrows, and more and more felt that someone was born to torture him, reminding him: "Did you forget this lady, you are the one who is locked, and you are really not afraid of anything."
"You are nothing to be afraid of." Mo Bei put his jaw on his shoulder, and pressed one of his hands with one hand, and changed the topic: "I said on the Internet that I would press your kiss, would not Will it bother you? "
Feng Nai's back was against the bed, rubbing her wrists, feeling a cool touch, like a good porcelain jade: "No."
Mo Bei raised his eyebrows, and sure enough, just like what Lin Feng said, it can be solved with a kiss.
In this case, he should be happier when he sees the tissue paper presented by the milk cap.
Mo Bei was thinking that there was no time just now, what method should he use to let him see it now.
Feng Nai noticed her absent-mindedness, thinking she was going to persuade him, and cut off her thoughts: "What are you thinking?"
Mo Bei could not help being distracted by him, because the intensity of the handcuffs was tightened, and she knew it was his uneasiness.
So Mo Bei didn't go around, kissed him, leaned in, the sound quality was indifferent: "There is a tissue in the milk-covered bag for you."
Just looking at Mo Bei ’s aura, people who did n’t know thought it was Feng Nai who was locked.
Feng Nai didn't move, and she ran her fingers across her wrist: "Give me a tissue? It seems that we are not helping the younger brother's financial situation very well."
"It took you a lot to take you shopping lately," Mo Bei said quietly, "but there are still savings."
Feng Nai lowered her eyes and glanced at the medicine on her arm: "Yes, you are the richest, and business is done."
It is better not to talk about the matter of Is, Mo Bei is still clear, so she did not answer, let alone think about the paper towel: "milk cover ..."
Feng Nai got up, but she was a little curious about what kind of tissues she could remember.
Paobu walked out of the rest room. The previous milk cap was still on the desk. He picked it up and saw the words on the paper towel pressed down.
There was a stun in the eyes, and finally there was another breath in the dark breath.
I love you so much?
The way someone coaxes people is really more and more technical.
It's not like when she was in Islam, she was arrogant and cold-blooded, and only left her partner at the hotel.
Fortunately, he was just thrown in the hotel. There were other things, so he didn't have to bear it.
However, since someone has confessed, he can't fail to show.
Feng Nai lowered her eyes and took everything in her hand.
By the time he walked back to the rest room with a paper towel, the person on the bed was already asleep, wearing a suit jacket and hanging his arms out. Porcelain white was easy to make people wonder. what.
Feng Nai clenched the tissue in his hand and put it in his trouser pocket.
Yuan Tezhu is really uneasy.
Not only Yuan Teshou had an incoming call, her cell phone was also ringing.
Feng Nai didn't go to see it, only after walking in, Li Yu grew up: "Is it very clear whether you are studying psychology, the more you trust me, the more I can't start."
As he said, he leaned over and dropped the kiss on her injured right arm.
The vibration in his pants pocket raised his eyebrows. While pressing the call button with his right hand, he walked out of the rest room and closed the door: "Grandpa."
"Do you know how to answer the phone?" Feng Laozi took the lead and abducted, intending to calm his emotions: "Someone said, Beibei went to you?"
Feng Na laughed wildly: "Someone in Grandpa's mouth must say that Yuan Tezhu, yeah, she came to me."
Grandpa Feng couldn't hear when his mixed grandson was really laughing or smirking, after all, he has changed since the child left.
"Since she took the initiative to find you, you shouldn't be so paranoid about some things. Take Beibei back to have a meal. I'll wait for you at home." Feng Laozi still has to take care of it, otherwise his grandson might be really stubborn Will hurt people.
The smile on the corner of Feng Nai's mouth deepened, and he took out a pen and said, "Grandpa seems to be worried about her being alone with me. What did you hear from Yuan Tezhu?"
Grandpa Feng sighed longly: "I used to listen to what Xiao Yuan said, and my grandson wasn't clear, Nair, you should understand that if you want to keep someone, you use your heart instead of restraint."
"Grandpa was worried that I would lock people up like I was a kid?" Feng Nai said casually: "How could this be a legal society?"
You also know that this is a legal society. Mr. Feng reads in his heart, but his mouth says, "You have been in the office for so long, and you are not answering any call."
"Help someone medicine." Feng Nai seemed to find a pen that finally satisfied him, and smiled: "Grandpa, I'm your grandson. Why do you worry about someone more than I worry about, do I? What is unusual? She is not defenseless. You can read some news on the Internet, such as your grandson being pressed by relatives. If you are really worried, you should also worry about me. "
Feng Laozi knows his grandson's nature: "Okay, don't get cheap and sell well. Now that you understand how good North is, don't be so paranoid."
"I see." Feng Nai always hides himself from his elders.
After closing the line, Feng Nai's finger tapped, as if thinking about something, and finally smiled, dialing Yuan Tezhu's number: "downstairs?"
Yuan Tezhu knew the master ’s cleverness:
Yes, I was worried that the master would do something to regret, so I did n’t leave.

"That happened, you called to the front desk and went to the mall with you to pick a suit." Feng Nai's voice slowly.
Although Yuan Tezhu was puzzled that there was nothing to pick for clothes, as an office worker, he would never ask the reason, only the job itself: "Could you tell me who wears this suit? And the size?"
"You called the old man and said she came to me. Who do you think wear?" Feng Nai's voice was slightly cold: "As for the size, the front desk student should be very clear, after all, she held her hand . "
Special Assistant Yuan: "... Yes."
The named front desk was inexplicable.
However, Yuan Tezhu said that it is considered overtime, and the overtime pay is three times that of the previous one. It is just buying clothes.
She thought that with the look of Mr. Feng just now, she would not even work.
Yuan Tezhu was thinking, in the future, this issue will be mentioned to Miss Mo.
He also summed up a rule, but any master who has been tenderly treated by Miss Mo will definitely have emotions.
And every time there is an emotional type, petite and cute, the cat is soft and cute ...
Did the master hear what Miss Mo said?
Needless to say?
Bey has a good opinion of which kind of person, Feng Nai knows best, otherwise he wouldn't have approached her in the vest of Xiao Ni Lin.
The front desk picked a few: "Yuan Tezhu, how about these?"
Yuan Te helped the idea, and only said: "The clothes are the milk cap brothers you met today, which one do you think?"
With the boss who has been in office for a long time, I understand that married people should keep a distance from other girls.
He is shopping with a girl now, and is already hovering on the edge of life and death. He even suspects that the master is intentional, but he has not found evidence!
But after listening to his words, the front desk stopped his fingers: "She wears it ... she and President Feng ..."
Yuan Te pushed down his glasses: "The boss's order, we just execute."
That is to say, but suddenly came to buy clothes like this, the front desk was thinking of that smiling face with a smile on his face, how good a person, but why it was President Feng.
Next, the style of clothes I picked also changed.
Even the undergarments were put in the pockets.
Feng's Building, President's Office.
Feng Nai was particularly slow to write this time, worried that someone would wake up, and also worried that her claws could not help but stick out and would really break her.
Under certain circumstances, the person slept right in front of her eyes, and just thinking about it made him deepen his eyes a few times, and the tip of the pen was also a bit dazed.
Writing is most jealous of impatience.
He did commit taboo.
In particular, the white under the pen tip was too delicate, the black print continued, and the strong contrast of colors made him unable to pull away and went to the bathroom.
Feng Nai rushed to take a cold shower. After taking off his glasses, he returned to his youthful look. His eyelashes were very long. When he came out, his whole body was cold.
Yuan Teshou came back at this time. Yuan Tesue meant that he would just go in. After all, the young master never liked who would enter the office.
But this time, it was different.
"Let her come up with you."
Yuan Te was puzzled and glanced at the front desk.
Under normal circumstances, when the president pays so much attention to a front desk, people who don't know how much will make up for it.
However, Yuan Nai, who knew Feng Nai clearly, felt that this was another demon.
"Come in."
The sound came from farther away.
Yuan Te helped to open the office door, and behind him was of course the front desk holding his pockets.
When they entered, the first thing they saw was the white t-shirt on the desk and the bed over there.
The front desk didn't want to think too much, but they could vaguely see that they always sat there, half-curved, talking magnetically.
When he came out, the black hair was still stained with water vapor, apparently just after taking a shower, the white shirt was no longer as meticulous as before, the buttons were tied down, the suit jacket was gone, but A corner can be seen on the bed, and traces can be seen.
When he saw his cool eyes at the front desk, he was shocked and lowered his head quickly.
Feng Nai doesn't like this type of girl because someone seems to have a natural feeling of blushing and heartbeat.
That flying eagle is just a type of light.
"General Feng ..." The front desk tremblingly handed the bag over.
Feng Nai took it, and there was no ups and downs in his voice: "This time, you should know who she is."
The front desk nodded vigorously.
Yuan Tezhu wanted to help, and sure enough ...
Feng Nai is nothing but a routine peach blossom. He knows best about the charm of an auxiliary lady and a man-and-woman.
The front desk was really embarrassed, and she wanted to take a closer look when she left, because she always felt that a family like President Feng could really see the truth in a cup of milk?
Obviously, she did not know what Feng Nai looked like, and it was even more unclear that the two were people who came back from the edge of life and death.
In order to give the other party more time, fight with yourself.
Of course, no one except the shadows of the family can be clear. The person who has nothing in her eyes, Miss Mo gave him, even if it is a peach carving, he will properly collect it ...
In the lounge, Mo Bei didn't sleep for a long time. He didn't realize the light. When he woke up, it was just after 11 o'clock in the middle of the night.
She was held in his arms by him. The man was no longer wearing glasses. A book was spread out in his right hand. The laziness on the body was different from the dark style of this lounge. Without Sven, he could see him. The lightness in his pale eyes, no matter what the surroundings look like, he can stand alone and do what he wants, just like the frame on the back playground.
"The first time I saw you, so did you."
Mo Bei spoke, trying to get up, but felt something was wrong.
As soon as he lowered his eyes, Mo Bei realized that someone had written a character on her arm, and beside her right hand was the paper towel she brought.
There were only three characters written on her arm, except for the paragraph.
"me too."
Settle down, Feng Nai.
Mo Bei gave a finger, covered his fingers, once again affirmed one thing, and later coaxed people to be more pro.
Feng Nai looked at her and put down the book: "Did you remember?"
"What?" Mo Bei closed his eyes and did not erase the words.
Her skin was white, she wore a blazer, and another line was written on the inside of her arm. Instead of making people feel dirty, she had a cooler beauty.
Feng Nai's slender fingers came over and pressed her back into her arms. Only in this way, without looking at her, some things could be suppressed, and her voice was a little dumb: "Where was the first time we met?"
Mo Bei's nose was filled with his shower gel after shower, which was light and fresh but not conducive to thinking.
However, since he said so, did it mean that they had met before Spring City?
Why didn't she have any impression?
Is it the time people said that she killed him in Longkeng Shan?
If so, it is the youth period.
Before Mo Bei came, in addition to what Senior Lin taught her, she also made some strategies.
Although most of what is provided to her is to coax her girlfriend, love is almost the same, and coaxing people should be a model.
Many propositions must be avoided.
For example, ex-boyfriend, ex-girlfriend.
Do n’t ask, just ask, you are my first love and there is no ex.
Another example is when the other party asks you what day it is.
Regardless of the day, first send a 520 red envelope, followed by a sweet word.
The point is red envelopes, the bigger the better.
Finally, it was my first meeting.
Mo Bei still remembers the beginning of the girl's question she had seen, similar to this sentence: "It seems that you don't remember anything ..."
"Why don't you speak?" Feng Nai's voice pulled back her thoughts in a cool voice.
Mo Bei thought about it. Except for Lin Feng's method, what she said on the Internet was not very practical for her. She simply lifted her eyes, and her face was clear: "I want to remind."
Feng Nai looked at the person who was just awake in her arms and looked like she was talking, with an inexplicable itch in her heart: "What do you use for this reminder?"
Mo Bei did not understand before, but now he understands that all things can be changed.
Raising her left hand, with handcuffs on it, did not affect her strength ...
Feng Nai escaped this time, and one abstinence was impenetrable: "I really like kissing, but the dragonfly can't stop thirsty."
Mo Bei raised an eyebrow, that means, so?
"Take what I'm curious about," Feng Nai said, covering her head with her hands, sliding her fingers over her hair, and leaning back lazily: "Why do you like that boring type? . "
What little puppies do you like?
Mo Bei listened to the clouds and fog: "A boring type?"
"Cute, soft and cute, milky, clumsy, and easy to blush." ​​Feng Nai said here with a sneer: "Speaking of this, Linkengkeng is completely in line with your ideal type. We bey is really unique in taste. Have a kind of feeling? "
Find out the key to the problem so he can find a way to destroy it.
When Mo Bei heard those adjectives, he frowned, "I like this?"
Feng Nai lowered his eyes: "What do you say?"
She didn't realize it. After he raised it, Mo Bei flashed a small figure in his mind: "It's probably related to him."
"Who? Flying Eagle?" Feng Nai still said the name.
Mo Bei also knows what he cares about: "No, it's a kid from a money maker. It's been a long time. It is probably that he is too cute and likes to blush. Some behaviors make me familiar with this type now."
It ’s not a flying eagle, and Feng Nai ’s sense of crisis will not be too heavy. In addition, how to listen to someone's description that the other party is a girl, you really do n’t need to pay too much attention. White sweet children are like pits and pits. They have a low IQ. They have a delicate spirit. They do n’t even take a bath by themselves, and they will be clean.

As everyone knows, what he missed was what he missed.
It is even more unaware that the cute child of the rich man in someone's mouth will be himself.
So sometimes it ’s really good reincarnation.
Every black brother has to pay a price.
"Xiao Ni Lin is very clean." On the other side, Mo Bei is still proving for Xiao Ni Lin.
"That's because he has a good brother who can't tolerate the milky smell on him. Prompt or not?" Feng Nai had begun to shift the subject wisely. At this time, he didn't want to waste time on Linkengkang.
It can be seen that Feng Dasha basically forgot who was the hero in this relationship.
Without a small breast, how could there be a love and a killing later, Shuangxiao Ba cafe noodle base.
Mo Bei will not tear him apart, and he really wants to know when they first met.
She remembered all the youth in the academy. No one like him: "Yes."
Things that I did n’t tell people when I was young were all told, of course, they must have the same return.
Feng Na reached out and squeezed her jaw slightly, then raised it slightly: "It's true that you can't underestimate the power of time, so that one can change the color number."
Mo Bei soon heard some information from there: "You saw me when I was dark."
"Our bey is really smart." Feng Nai's voice slowly: "You can calculate."
Mo Bei couldn't figure it out because she didn't pay attention to her skin color at that time.
During military training, I didn't even know how to use sunscreen. At that moment, I was thinking about how to save money to eat enough food, and then eat faster to allow time for training.
When did she come back white, she didn't know, let alone when it was dark.
Feng Na saw her eyebrows twisted slightly, so she didn't embarrass her too much, and said lightly: "Do you as a great god, do you all like the nobles to forget things, even if you forget the scene of domestic violence, even the first Don't remember each meeting? "
Sure enough, it was a proposition ... Mo Bei was thinking.
Hearing the man said again, "Milan, Global Finals, bodyguard in black."
Milan, global finals? Bodyguard in black?
Mo Bei's eyes slowly paused, looking at the handsome face in front of him, caught in the memories ...
Four years ago, Milan, Heroes World Finals.
That was the first time that a team represented Huaxia to fight for the championship. Even overseas, it could not stop people's enthusiasm.
No war has yet started, and looking around, it is already crowded.
There was a very prominent figure in it.
The little boy looks like a junior high school student, but he has a straight suit and a slightly ragged collar, a handsome and arrogant face, like a little prince who ran away from a business party and came to him. Where it should appear.
"Master, master!"
Not far from the crowd, you can see a bunch of black bodyguards looking like something.
The boy frowned slightly and turned his face to the other side.
But even so, it was recognized.
The lead bodyguard looked up, and suddenly his eyes brightened: "There!"
The boy's whereabouts were completely revealed.
He responded quickly to the side, taking advantage of his low height, and bent down to try to make a short cut.
I didn't expect to be struck by the back collar of a man the same size as soon as I started.
"Can't go here."
The boy looked back.
What I saw was a kid with a baseball cap, dark skin, and a coat.
The man looked down at him, wearing a mask on his face, without the slightest emotion in his eyes, like a small facial paralysis.
"I'll take you there to line up."
Then he turned lightly.
Only then did the boy see the small figure, and behind him was a huge keyboard.
He raised his eyebrows and didn't speak. The bodyguards over there were coming soon, and he simply followed, just to let this person cover him.
Xiao Mobe also noticed the actions of the other party, only when he came by himself, a little uneasy, and he was opening the way for the boy.
The boy, with one hand holding his trousers pocket and lowering his eyes, hid well.
At the place where the ticket was checked, Xiao Mobei stopped: "It's just ahead."
The boy said "um", seeing that the black boy was about the same size as himself, and was about to speak.
"You are still young, pay attention to safety." Xiao Mobei dropped this sentence and left.
Boy: ... who is still young?
He looked at the red-axis keyboard on the man's back, and raised his eyebrows involuntarily. He also played games?
Are professional players so small?
If it's not a professional player, why should he carry a keyboard.
There are many people around.
After the black boy left, the faint lemon scent in his nose disappeared.
The boy realized that the smell was especially strong here.
This made him helplessly cover his nose.
After all, it's hard to come out, of course, you can't waste time here.
After all, thank you, boy.
Otherwise, he cannot come in so safely.
The boy glanced back at the bodyguard in black, who was far away from him, ticked his lips, and checked the ticket into the battlefield.
Even at a young age, it already has the smell of blue beauty and misfortune.
He stood there, and many people looked back.
Then the boy reacted, and his dress was too eye-catching. He had known that he should change to a coat with the black boy just now.
The countdown starts.
The torch ignites.
The screen falls.
It's that king team!
The boy looked away.
I saw those people lined up, the battle suit flying, and the flames coming.
All the audience was excited.
After all, they represent the country.
Different from others.
The boys didn't yell their names. Instead, when the eyes fell on the national flag, there was a flash of black.
Almost he couldn't see it.
As a passerby of Chinese and Korean double clothes.
It would be his greatest regret to miss watching this event.
I would like to thank the black boy for saying so.
The boy thought of it and was about to step up, but was blocked by two long legs.
"Every time you run away from home, it ’s so sensational, Xiaonai you are really uneasy." Feng Yi, as the team's accompanying agent, is wearing a low-key dress today, watching the boy in front of him, reaching out Take a look at the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of the nose: "Let's go home."
Feng Nai is very careless, anyway, he wants to see what he has seen, it doesn't matter if he returns home.
After just two steps in the background, he looked at the back with the keyboard about the same size as him, and suddenly asked the person next to him: "There are still professional players like me here, Fighting on behalf of the country? "
"As big as you? Fourteen years old? How is that possible?" Feng Yi smiled. "I am not qualified to play."
Feng Nai stopped, her eyelids were slightly lifted, and her temperament had taken shape: "No? He was wearing a battle suit and carrying a keyboard. He was very small and long in black."
Feng Yi's smile was even stronger: "You see it?"
"Not a little?" Feng Na frowned.
Feng Yi: "bey."
bey?
Feng Nai suddenly raised his eyes and looked at the small, upright figure not far away.
It turned out he was bey, the one who killed him alone in the game ...
(End of this chapter)