Chapter 1297: First three hundred

Chapter 1297
"I can think of him now because of you then."
After hearing this sentence, Feng Nai's eyes moved.
In principle, it should be moved.
But Feng Nai is also a very obedient person: "So, has he confessed to you?"
Mo Bei fingered it, it seemed a pit.
"Classmates who can't say two sentences a year." Feng Nai leaned slowly and smiled slightly: "Huh?"
Mo Bei reiterated: "I refused."
"Yes, by the way also rejected me in the game, but he knew you were a girl, and I always thought that I liked a man that year." Feng Nai smiled when she said this. It was just that the temperature was a bit low, and the position where his right hand penetrated into it made Mo Bei's eyelashes tremble.
Mo Bei wanted to move.
Feng Nai was just one step ahead of her: "You didn't sentence him to death. It was me who was sentenced to death that year. He still has the topic of love letters and telling you. What do I have? People in the service are saying that I like it. A shemale, I'm bent. "
In fact, these things are nothing here at Feng Nai, but he knows how to make her soft.
Mo Bei did not resist his next move, even if it was dangerous.
Feng Nai chuckled: "Guilty?"
Mo Bei gave a "hmm" voice, his voice was still light, the dark broken hair was a little messy by the wind, a cold male and female face was hard to distinguish, and the jaw's arc was white and beautiful.
This is what makes people want to destroy the most.
He would never give her a good time.
Mo Bei knew that only when his hand moved in from the T-shirt, she opened her mouth, "Enough."
His breath was right next to her ear, not as if he would listen to her.
Some violent blood flowing in the blood is not easy to suppress.
From now on, she drew the pen from his hand, and every word was what he thought.
Feng Nai wanted to do this, even her heart was faintly hot.
If it weren't for some people who were dying and distracted him, he would probably really ignore the consequences and end the meeting long ago.
Because he didn't know before, she was so suitable to stand in the conference room, that would make him want her to belong to him even more.
Mo Bei realized that there was something she couldn't control, and she had to cut off before she became addicted.
She reached out her hand.
Just hear a click.
She clasped his right hand.
The coldness of the metal stopped Feng Nai, but this state of Nai was destined to be a curse to the country and the people. An angular face with gold-rimmed glasses on the chain, a handsome beauty: "I really look down It ’s our Bey, I know everything I bring. "
Mo Bei's eyes also changed slightly.
Click, there was another noise.
Feng Nai's shoulder was pressed, and the smile on the corner of her mouth did not fade.
Mo Bei vacated a hand and closed the notebook.
The translucent clavicle is near.
Feng Nai couldn't even stretch her claws, but some people seemed to have a kind of aura by nature. Even if they were locked up, they still looked like a god, a pair of lingering eyes, seeping through.
There is no reason why Mo Bei would like Fengnai.
After glancing at it, I glanced at it a little more, why Senior Lin always said that when he was in love, he had to do the one above.
Especially for such good-looking people, they would not even want to look away when looking down.
Mo Bei thought of this, and lowered his eyes and kissed his wrist again.
Two people, one sitting at a desk and one sitting on an office chair.
Every time Mo Bei moves, Feng Nai's eyes become deeper, and he wants to move, but his wrist is connected with the chair, which makes him slowly spit out: "Bey God, you are kissing, you do n’t have to play today. Now. "
Mo Bei first raised an eyebrow, then felt the heat of his hands, then stopped, just about to withdraw.
Feng Nai looked at her: "Want to give up again?"
Mo Bei side eyes.
Feng Nai looked at his wrist: "How to solve the love letter?"
Mo Bei was about to speak.
Feng Nai interrupted her: "While you were in No. 2 Middle School, have you ever heard of someone who sent me a love letter? Really clean people, even rumors of love letters will not be passed on to others."
Is this to be accounted for?
Mo Bei has always thought that someone only needs to feed.
But today, obviously not.
Mo Bei thought for a while and said, "There are a lot of cp buildings on the Internet about you, which should be more than love letters."
Feng Nai gave a meal, and soon laughed again, some evil spirits: "So, are you jealous?"
Mo Bei just wants to change the topic, but at this time, admitting is the best way to eliminate the hatred of the other party: "Well."
Feng Nai no longer clings to the love letter for a short time: "Which one is the most jealous?"
"What?" Mo Bei wasn't paying attention here, and when he was looking at his mobile phone time, he found the previous WeChat message.
It had sounded before, but she didn't open it, it was Lin Feng's senior.
Feng Nai was not satisfied that she locked him, and her attention was elsewhere: "Which cp building is the most jealous of you?"
Mo Bei knew that he must give an answer at this time. He simply started the online search mode of the mobile phone. It did not look very often before. When he dragged it down, he found that someone's cp floor was all boys. Which one can Make her jealous? Cat panda bear or wintry?
By the way, there is another: "Kwan."
After hearing these two words, Feng Nai's beautiful jaw lined up on her shoulder. "Just searched out?"
Mo Bei switched pages quickly: "No."
Feng Nai smiled lazily: "Then it has a little effect, and it can make you jealous."
Mo Bei did not speak, and planned to take a moment to read the message sent by Lin Feng's senior.
It's a pity that Feng Nai did not end this topic as simple as that. His posture is not like a locked person: "Why be jealous?"
Mo Bei looked at a certain misfortune that stuck to her, and pressed the problem not like her style. After all, a person who is fierce to play assists must also go straight in this regard: "When I am away, you rarely do that. laugh."
"That? What?" Feng Nai was particularly affectionate when asked.
Mo Bei set his gaze on the corner of his lips, his voice was light: "Like it is now."
"That's because of you." Feng Nai knew that she was out of defense. One side of Jun's face lightly bit her neck and breathed slowly; "Since you left, cats and bears intentionally avoided your topic, obviously Knowing she was intentional, but when she mentioned you, I still wanted to know more about you, especially what you looked like when you were at the Imperial League training camp. Imagine that there is only one long Like a child of an African indigenous person, carrying a keyboard with very few words and an iron head. I could n’t help but laugh, and then I realized that what she said did n’t matter at all. I ’ve seen it anyway. You are blacker than coal. "
Mo Bei felt the need to save his impression in the eyes of his boyfriend: "I was not dark when I was young."
"That's not important. What's important is that for you, I was captured by the scandal." Feng Nai's thin lips pursed, it seemed to remember something bad memories: "I smelled the perfume for more than an hour, almost She came across. "
Mo Bei listened to his voice, knowing that he had always been intolerable to the smell, and the undetected grievance inside it made her raise her hand involuntarily and placed it on top of his head: "It won't happen in the future."
I won't let you know about me from other people's mouth.
It won't let you take advantage of who I am.
Even if Mo Bei didn't say the following words, Feng Nai understood what she meant, her thin lips curled up, and her kiss fell behind her ears, her breath sulking: "How to prove?"
Mo Bei was a little bit hot by his troubles. When he got closer, she pressed his shoulders and opened the distance between the two people, but her voice remained unchanged, and she couldn't get rid of her coldness: "Hukou. "
"Before reaching the legal age, you gave me an account book, which basically belongs to me, so I can go to Yizou and hold you right." Feng Nai didn't like the distance now. He should have been pretending and should not reveal his nature. After all, this lock is in the way.
The gold made things boast that no one can open them and they are easy to carry.
Oh, no one can open it?
Feng Nai glanced at his wrist again, holding his breath suddenly: "Plus, I can't lock you, how can you prove?"
Mo Bei lowered his eyes, as if thinking, the problem of lack of security did not happen overnight.
Even more, his paranoia was abnormal in psychology.
For such a person, how can he give him a sense of security.
Mo Bei really wanted to have a way out.
That way, he won't hurt himself for restraint.
She had seen the marks of his palm, plus the bottle of medicine in that lounge.
Mo Bei did not hope that when all the problems broke out, she would go to remedy.
"Because of me, have you been having insomnia?" Mo Bei asked inexorably.
Feng Nai's sleep quality has always been poor. She knew it and did not intend to hide: "Did you see the medicine?"
Mo Bei slid his fingers across his palm, and then intertwined with his fingers: "How long have you lost sleep?"
"Rest assured that it will not affect the game." Obviously, Feng Nai did not want to talk about this topic.
The more so, the more Mo Bei cares: "Are there any times when you can't control your emotions?"
"Why? Bey wants to be my psychiatrist?" Feng Nai smiled shallowly: "You asked these questions ten months ago. What do you want me to give you?"
Mo Bei asked him, "Is it because I left?"
She must know what tortured him.
To unlock everything.
Feng Nai leaned back lazily. With glasses, Sven was handsome again: "Probably."
"But I'm back, your medicine is still there." Mo Bei wanted to ask to the end.
Feng Nai did not intend to say.
Mo Bei paused and said, "After this game, I will give you myself."
Feng Nai sagged with a finger: "What are you talking about?"
(End of this chapter)