Chapter 139: 139th Kitana takes care of a cold Nai

Chapter 139 North Takes Care of the Nai God Who Has Caught a Cold
If the rhythm band is fierce, you can let a person go.
Even himself, with a certain degree of unhappiness to the word Mo Nan.
Now thinking about it, the earliest news that came out of the heat was an "E-sports 818" number.
And this time I want to give him the group cp is a number.
Although Feng Dashen had a cold, it did not affect his IQ at all.
It seems that it is time for people to check. Who is using this "E-sports August 18" number? He is not interested in who the sword ...
the next day.
There is a day off after the game.
Plus it's the weekend.
Cats and cats ran off before dawn.
He didn't want to be caught by the boss and asked him to wash the toilet.
Han Xi and Grandma Grey had a crew who wanted to shoot dramas on the subject of e-sports. They needed expert guidance at the scene, and they were picked up by the assistant when they went to bed together.
Mo Bei and Feng Nai were left in the base.
This is nothing.
But as soon as he woke up, Mo Bei heard a cough coming from the bed.
There was a louder sound, and the sound quality of the man was originally weak, but now it is very husky.
Mo Bei paused, his eyes lightly placed on the man's face, his eyebrows slightly twisted.
That morbidity was so severe that it could be seen at a glance.
It's not a cold, it should have a fever.
Mo Bei took out his mobile phone and called his assistant.
When it came, there were some contracts.
You can find an assistant for any life problem.
Hei Yan's assistant never expected that he would receive a call from Mo Nan one day, and his voice was a little awkward: "Ah, Mo Nan? What's wrong?"
"The captain is having a fever." Five or more words, his voice was still cold as usual.
But let the assistant over there jump up suddenly: "How can I have a sudden fever? What should I do? I am in a foreign country, even if I have to go back, it will take three hours, and now I ca n’t walk away. It's the weekend and nobody in the company ... "
The assistant turned around hurriedly, and patted his head with his left hand: "It's over, it's over, the constitution of the Great God, it's hard to have a fever. Three days later, it will be the national qualifier. He should not plan again. Let's play with a fever, what to do, what to do! "
Mo Bei listened to the anxious voice over there, and his black eyes were slightly off: "I see."
Know ... what?
The assistant looked at the call that had been hung up.
I want to fight again.
One looked down and saw the WeChat message on the phone: "I take care of the captain.
Very cold tone.
But what makes people feel very reliable?
Is it related to the opponent's aura?
It is ideal for Suzu to call the himself.
But it is clear that Feng Nai will not pick up.
Because of his throat, he was a little less impatient. After listening to the vibration, he vacated a hand from the quilt and pulled the call directly.
Blackened assistant: ...
In fact, as Xiaomi Lin said, his brother's temper is not good, and when it's cold, he just doesn't want to enter.
Feng Nai is in this state now.
The coughing feeling is not good, and the state of the throat must not be relieved.
He wants to sleep now.
Don't want to move even a bit.
He did hear someone get up.
It was just in his impression that this man should have left.
After hearing the sound of water flowing from the bathroom again.
Feng Na closed her eyes and twisted her eyebrows, Junmei moved her face, and dragged the quilt upwards, even the lines that arched her back covered the sense of distance.
(End of this chapter)