Chapter 678: Sweet after 234

Chapter 678: Sweet After 234
No one else feels anything.
Hong Haier opened his trumpet every day and lived on the sugar of his male god.
His teammates are used to it, and they feel very strange about him being a straight man.
Feng Nai, after shaking her hand, raised a good-looking brow toward this side: "Marry?"
Hong Haier was instantly excited: "Yes, male god, in front of Nan brother, you are like a little daughter-in-law, and the fan discussion group said so."
Feng Nai smiled, and casually snorted: "How did you live to this day?"
"Huh? Huh?" Honghaier still looked at the question mark.
His teammates pulled him over and shoved behind him, facing Feng Nai's face: "Sometimes this child's brain is not so bright."
"I see it." Feng Nai approached with one hand and trousers pocket, his voice slowly: "If you want to marry, you brother Nan will marry me."
Next to me: ...
This, whoever marries this is not right.
Aren't the two boys? ?
Cats and bears also gradually realized that something was wrong.
But the joy of victory did not allow him to study too much.
When I approached the rest area, I put it on Mo Bei's shoulder: "Brothers are so handsome, you are just like the treasure, and your left hand is too good, just like your speed, God, I sat The sound can be felt by all sides. "
"Um." Mo Bei responded, still speaking very little, and just wanted to go forward with cats and bears.
The back collar was grabbed by someone, Feng Nai.
His tone was lazy: "There was an interview."
"Another interview?" Cats and cats with eyes widened: "Yes, Mo Nan did a great job this time, definitely."
Feng Nai didn't answer his sentence, only dragged people over, and Liaobu walked in the opposite direction from the lounge.
The more people go, the fewer people.
Mo Beigang eyed one side.
He was pulled into the dressing room next to him.
Then came the sound of falling locks.
Feng Nai didn't give Mo Bei any time to open her mouth, and leaned her hand on her shoulder with one hand, trapping someone on the door like this: "What's the matter with your left hand?"
"Left hand?" Mo Bei asked, "What happened to my left hand?"
Feng Nai looked at her, her eyes lowered: "Let me understand a little more?"
Mo Bei paused with his fingers.
She did not feel that Feng Nai had confirmed anything.
Because she rarely used the wandering position before.
Even if someone saw her use now, she would not think of her.
Therefore, Mo Bei did not show anything, but looked at Feng Nai with a pair of eyes, black and white.
Feng Nai lowered her figure, just about to say something.
The doorknob rang.
Someone!
Mo Bei and Feng Nai glanced at each other.
Then the two of them remembered that the place they were looking for was really not a place to talk.
"How come it locked?"
"I don't know, what about the key, did you bring it?"
"Bring it, hurry up and take something away."
The voice of the makeup artist was heard, and there were many people.
If this situation comes in.
Seeing them both look like this, it seems that they have done something indescribable ...
Feng Nai doesn't care who talks about him.
Mo Bei felt that if the outside world really felt that a certain was a bend, it would be a bit unfair.
Before waiting for Feng Nai's reaction, Mo Bei reached out and dragged the person behind the dressing table.
That posture is the same as when in the playground.
Only this time, it was Mo Bei sitting on the ground, and Feng Nai's hand was pressed on her leg ...
(End of this chapter)