Chapter 498: Four hundred and ninety-seven

Not to mention this person.
Even he couldn't accept who was bent.
I don't want to be a friend.
But he still couldn't help it.
Feng Nai raised her hand and blocked her eyes. There was a faint sweetness in her mouth, and she did not realize what was wrong with her mouth.
It's almost time to get off.
When Mo Bei woke up, his eyebrows twisted slightly as he looked at him: "Your mouth."
"Mouth?" Feng Nai raised his hand and drank his saliva. The hand that twisted the bottle cap was a little careless and deliberately covered up: "How?"
Mo Bei has not spoken yet.
To come and talk about the activity assistant for the next trip, my eyes were stunned: "K god, why did your mouth break?"
"What a fuss." Feng Nai raised his hand and stroked with his fingertips. "When I just ate the hot stick, I made it."
The assistant breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, it's not too obvious, otherwise the fans will definitely ask when they appear in the show for the show."
"If you don't obviously ask," Feng Nai didn't seem to care. "It's not the first time."
With that said, the assistant remembered: "Last time, K's mouth was also broken, and K said that he was beaten."
Mo Bei stopped taking his headphones.
The event assistant was really curious: "God k, did you really get hit? I asked Xiao Liang, and Xiao Liang was by your side, and he dare not say such things."
Feng Nai's voice was slow: "He really didn't dare."
I don't know why, after hearing these five words, the activity assistant's neck became a little cold.
But the gossip heart defeated everything: "Is that really the one who was beaten? Who is the person who hit you? I have to say that his courage is really great."
"On this question, you can ask your brother Nan." Feng Nai took the backpack, lowered his eyes and put on the black mask, and paced towards the car festival.
The activity assistant stared at Mo Bei brightly: "Nang, who is it? The person who can hit the face of k, I really admire this buddy. He must be scared after playing."
"I'm not afraid." Mo Bei returned three words, and it became black history.
The event assistant looked at the question mark: "I'm not afraid? How could it be, Nan brother, let's just say, have you seen this person, otherwise God can't let me ask you."
Mo Bei thought for a while, with a clear face: "It's me."
The event assistant was a little petrified on the spot, and then slowly laughed: "Nang, ha ha ha ha, this joke is so cold."
Mo Bei did not insist: "If you think it is a joke, listen to it as a joke."
Event Assistant: ...
Wait a moment, synthesize the research on Mo Nan when he just watched the live broadcast.
This person should not tell jokes.
Shouldn't the person who put the color on k's face at that time really be ... really him?
In fact, this is no longer important to Feng Nai.
Put on a mask and leave the topic.
It's because of the injuries on his mouth this time that he knows best.
In order to get myself back to reason, he took a bite.
Will not follow their own thoughts, desperate to kiss deeply.
Feng Nai, who was wearing a black mask, was standing in the car festival like that, which was an ordinary pose, and he made it like a comic cover character.
Even if there is something covering the face, the temperament of inhumanity is obvious.
The erect long jade stands on its back, and its eyes look at the rolling landscape outside.
Leaning back, I leaned halfway there, closed my eyes ...
(End of this chapter)