Chapter 1007: One hundred and eighteenth

Chapter 1007
Mo Bei looked up and looked at the singer who was holding a guitar and wearing a black sweater, standing in the center of the bridge.
It's easy to think of someone.
That person likes to pinch her face, and smiles evilly: "Know how to deal with those people."
knew.
Explode them.
This is e-sports.
Mo Bei closed his eyes and put his gaze on his mobile phone screen.
Now, she has to make an appointment.
As if nothing had happened, it was impossible for anyone.
It's just obvious that Mo Bei doesn't want to let that person know anything about today.
That person should stand clean on his altar and play his game.
She won't let him lose.
Whenever.
The singing in the distance continued.
It was just that the street's coldness disappeared.
Sink the square.
The crowd that had just gathered dispersed.
Probably because the handsome guy in a mask didn't know where to go.
So people have no interest in staying where they are.
But more and more people are coming to the street.
After all, here is prosperous.
On weekends, people are everywhere.
Everyone walks very leisurely, with colored ice cream and sweet marshmallows in their hands. They can smell the fragrance from the air.
Only one of them walked fast in that.
Especially when the teenager lands on the railing with one hand, the clothes are even windy.
"So handsome."
I don't know who said it.
Someone has started to look back.
It is really handsome, with a very clear temperament, with a tall and straight nose, and a white porcelain with a little coolness.
The bangs were a bit long, and hit the end of the eyes, a sense of full distance.
The boy seemed to be looking for someone. He stood in the center and looked around.
Is it gone?
Mo Bei took out his mobile phone uncertainly and sent a message with low hair: "Captain, where is it?"
One second, two seconds, almost less than a minute passed.
no reply.
Mo Bei glanced at the time, just about to pace.
Suddenly, a large figure appeared behind her, reaching for her arm around her hem.
When Mo Bei paused, he turned back with that strength.
All you see is a stuffed bear.
The stuffed bear was tall, and her thick claws pinched her hem, holding her head with one hand. Somehow, she was inexplicably arrogant.
Mo Bei thought it was going to play with her, or let her pick up its flyers, and only said quietly: "I still have something, you should find someone to play with you." Then he left.
But the plush bear did not let go.
Not only that, but when Mo Bei took a step, it also followed it.
Plush bears have always liked girls.
After seeing this scene.
Some girls stopped and smiled lightly: "So cute."
"Is the younger brother being held by him called handsome?"
"That's why stuffed bears are so sticky. Why is it inexplicable?"
Mo Bei lowered his eyes, his eyes just fell on the bear's claw.
The plush bear's strength was strong, and he pulled toward the left.
When Mo Bei's eyes moved, there was speculation, but he didn't believe it, and his long legs took another step.
The stuffed bear seemed very proud, and followed her, without a leaflet in her hand.
A child next to him shouted, "Mom, I want the bear to follow me, and I have to be a bear trainer."
Said to be running towards this side.
Mo Bei took out a piece of sugar and handed it to the child. "Sorry, this is just mine and I can't follow you."
Whispering, Mo Bei held the bear's claw with a backhand ...
(End of this chapter)