Chapter 387: 387 Mo Beishun Mao K God

Chapter 387: Mo Beishun Mao
Uncle Feng's smile, why the more you look the more cunning.
Mo Bei was thinking like this, but couldn't ask now, the only thing he could do was to be silent.
Wait for a chance to get along alone.
It is a pity that this opportunity to get along alone does not exist today.
Upon returning, Feng Yi still had a lot of work to do.
A clear grasp of what's happening now makes it easier for him to consider what the broker should do next.
However, what satisfies Feng Yi is that it can be considered an unexpected delight to let the nephew who has vomited his old poison tongue from junior high school.
Feng Nai was not so happy.
It's not because someone said to move, only the girlfriend in the eyes.
But when the old fox came, he did something for him.
That kind of laugh, the more uneasy it is to see it.
What's the idea?
Feng Na yanked the corner of her mouth, pulled up her collar, covered her entire face, and narrowed her eyes.
This made Mo Beiyue sitting next to him more and more feel like a cat who had no food in the community.
The hatred value should not be low now.
Mo Beiqing squinted his face, and after thinking for a while, pulled out a packet of biscuits from his pocket.
Although not worth the spicy bars and mints.
Should also be useful.
"team leader."
No one cares.
Mo Bei looked at the silhouette of Qing Qing who was asleep, and sighed slightly.
Sure enough, the hatred is full.
Snacks are useless.
The interaction between the two people, the players sitting in the back row, did not see it.
Otherwise, they will stare, after all, their boss is also a temperament boy in front of others, relying on his face to eat.
When it comes to "Mo Nan", it's really a little bit wayward.
Of course, the reason why I didn't pay attention to this is because several people's minds are still immersed in the matter of Feng Yi wanting to be their agent. They are extremely excited.
But they haven't waited for them to get excited to the base.
The phone rang.
It was Feng Yi, and he only said one sentence: "Don't broadcast live again when you go back, and take a group break today, don't reply whatever you see."
problem occurs.
This is Feng Nai's first reaction.
Otherwise, the old fox would not explain such things.
But at the same time, he also understood that no matter how big the matter was to the old fox, he could basically solve it.
So I don't really care.
Instead, cats and cats were already brushing the webpage, and suddenly a large wave of comments came out of themselves.
It's all about letting his brother leave the team.
"What's the matter?"
The cats and cats are stunned. Today, his brothers took the whole game to the game, and some people shouted that they were banned from the team. It was not scientific.
"What?" Granny came together.
Cats and cats are turning down, only to discover the problem: "Some people say that Mo Nan used the trumpet to hack other people everywhere."
Trumpet, black? Grandma Grey raised her eyes and looked at the handsome face of Qingying.
If it's not a team, maybe Thaksin.
But since he became a teammate, he also basically found out that, except for the occasional sigh of Mo Nan in front of the boss, the rest of the time, he was cooking and training, he did not like the Internet.
Is there any misunderstanding in this?
Cats and cats are more direct: "This tone is not my brother at first glance, and the rhythm is too harsh. Anyone who uses a trumpet and uses his own picture, look at me, my trumpet is a girl, don't say It ’s an avatar, even different ages. "
Feng Nai's eyes narrowed, interrupting his word-moving action, slowly: "Pretend to be a proud girl? Would you like to tell everyone, by the way, how can you make you fly in the game?"
(End of this chapter)