Chapter 1600: Landing in Milan, the kiss is sweet.

  Chapter 1600 Landing in Milan, a sweet kiss.
  Feng Nai lowered the black brim of his hat. He had watched his previous game videos.
  Even if he doesn’t want to admit it, he can’t do that.
  Second change of equipment, Long Keng show, and even some operations, he can't remember how he did it...
   Perceiving the strangeness of the people around him, Mo Bei's gaze fell over: "What?"
   "It's nothing." Feng Nai chuckled and smiled, but did not show his eyes. It was still a beautiful chin line. Looking at it from a distance, it was awkward and evil.
  Probably thinking that they had said something wrong, the two contestants glanced at each other, pointed to the phone, and then pressed the word and turned to the screen so that Mo Bei could see it.
  Mo Bei's expression was very weak, as if he didn't care about this kind of thing.
  But everyone who knows her knows that her eyes have begun to sink, as if they were soaked in ink.
  He has always been a proud person.
  No one knows this better than Mo Bei.
  For idol baggage, don’t buy spicy sticks for yourself.
  When the blood was drawn, I turned my head and didn’t even look at it.
  But once the game started, he seemed to be able to support everything, slander and abuse, and never destroyed him at all.
  Now he just forgot.
  So even his pride was trampled underfoot.
  Mo Bei placed his left hand on the seat, a little white tightly.
   There was a cold expression in her eyes, and the two people who were holding their mobile phones were a little bit stunned.
   Just when they suspected that God Bey would
kill them by jumping over the tower
, Mo Bei naturally raised his hand, picked up the safety manual on the plane, and leaned forward.
  The sudden soft and cool touch on the thin lips caused Feng Nai, who was still smiling evilly, to suddenly stop.
  The black eyes hidden under the brim of the hat have other emotions.
  Mo Bei's posture is A and handsome. Even though the sides of the two people are blocked by the safety manual, what she has done can be seen at a glance when she looks at the person here.
  The two players were dumbfounded.
  Hua Xiaoyi, who is looking for a good brother for snacks, holds a bag of yogurt, and looks at who I am and where I am.
  The cold past is much calmer, that is, the action is real. I turned on the phone and in the flight mode. I couldn't receive the information of a well-known goddess. I poke the screen with my fingertips.
  Zhao Sanpang is still screaming, and I can't see this scene.
The little demon Bo bought the first-class cabin. He was holding up his two short white and tender legs like lotus roots, studying how to escape from Qin's house so that he would not be discovered by his scumbag. His little brows wrinkled slightly, causing the stewardesses to call out: "So cute, I really want to steal home and raise it."
  Mo Bei’s kiss did not last long.
  Removed the safety manual, there is still a hint of lemon scent.
  Feng Nai’s eyes were dull, and he recovered his appearance as a young master: "Miss sister, please pay attention to the next occasion, don’t just kiss you."
   "Okay." Mo Bei's hand was about to drop.
  Feng Nai pulled her over, the same safety manual, but with different strengths.
  The meaning of possession becomes more obvious, and it brings with it a sense of compassion.
  It wasn't until Mo Bei's breathing became unstable that he slowed down, oozing shallowly, and when he left, the corners of his mouth overflowed with satisfaction.
  Mo Bei, who was pressed in his arms, could feel the strong heartbeat and the minty sweetness remaining between his lips and teeth.
  Someone was watching, Feng Nai raised the chin line, and the handsome and indifferent face was covered with "See no evil", plus a hooked lip, which made people watch the blush and heartbeat.
   After all, the pale lips all the year round are now dyed, adding a bit of extravagance, making him look like a monster, handsome and charming.
  The two contestants once again sighed that they liked girls, otherwise they would just be like this... shook their heads and didn't dare to look any more.
  Mao Mao Xiong was even more guilty when his boss looked back, and silently retracted.
  Mo Bei was in Feng Nai’s arms, raised his hand and held him. The two people wore the same clothes. Because of their outstanding appearance, when they slept close together, the picture was beautiful and pleasing to the eye.
   Soon, all the lights in the cabin went out.
  Feng Nai opened her eyes, and her gaze fell on her wrist which is still wrapped in a white bandage.
   "Champion, I will help you get it."
   "He can, so can I."
  This sentence, apart from Feng Yi who is still looking at the information of each big team, no one has heard it.
  The cabin is calm again, except for a slightly lower snoring.
  Feng Yi stretched out his hand and pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, like a scheming fox.
  After all, it’s always his pleasure to watch his incredible nephew eat.
  It’s just...
  Feng Yi put his gaze back on the image data of the tablet.
  If you really want to win the championship, Nael must get better.
  After all, the Milan Competition is not like the domestic competition. It may be okay to break through, but the three major teams in the front can't be won by just saying that they win.
  Furthermore, the opponent should have already obtained the information about their current situation, and how to adjust and win, but also to find a way.
  Although that one will definitely stabilize everything in the country.
  But once Nair makes a mistake on the field...all will be zero.
  Feng Yi understands public opinion best and understands the complicated consequences it brings.
  Let’s take a look, and see what his nephew would do in adversity...
  It was night, and the plane passed over the ocean and cut through the clouds.
  Everyone in the cabin was resting until the announcement sounded.
  "Dear friends and passengers, we have safely arrived at the destination. The plane needs to taxi to the designated parking space. In order to ensure your safety..."
  Chinese and English co-broadcast, successfully made Zhao Sanpang completely awake, slapped his face vigorously, and the fat master said: "All to cheer me up, remember, and overwhelm the other party from me in terms of momentum."
  "The other party? Who?" Hua Xiaoyi's hair was curled up while sleeping.
  Zhao Sanpang looked at the signal light and unfastened his seat belt: "You will know when you get off the plane."
  Hua Xiaoyi has a question mark on her face.
   Discipline must be emphasized when outside. This is the rule that Qin Mo established when he led the team overseas.
   More than a dozen people lined up to get off the plane and get on the shuttle bus. The neatness made the locals swept over here.
   "look!"
  "H countryman?"
  "NO, NO, it must be from Huaxia, I have been to Huaxia, they are all like this!"
"so cool!"
  "Because the people of Y State are short, impolite, my God, it turns out to be so cool!"
  Many countries' languages ​​are mixed in it.
  Some players did not understand: "What are they talking about?"
"do not know."
   "K God seems to be able to speak in any country."
"real or fake?"
   "Really, in the league last year, a reporter discriminated against us, and he even mocked people in F."
   "This...the reporter should have a shadow."
   "It's not a little bit darker."
   After hearing this, Zhao Sanpang took a picture of Feng Nai: "Praise you?"
  Feng Nai stood with a long body and looked at him sideways: "The posture of boasting fat gods on the wall is good, and there are many on the Internet."
  Zhao Sanpang:...
  He finally understood why Bo Xiao Devil didn’t wait to see this person.
  This is as irritating as Qin Scheming!
  (End of this chapter)