Chapter 1089: One thousand one hundred

Chapter 1089: One Thousand One Hundred
Feng Nai looked at the little boy, then lowered his figure, the sense of danger that was difficult to ignore: "Then I asked another way, where did she go?"
"Maybe a city or a no-man's land. The exact location is only known by Sister Bey." This little devil did not lie, and his eyes did not deviate: "The exchange conditions are simple. If she can complete this task, she can Take back the status of a professional player and ensure that Uncle Mo will never be invaded by public opinion at any time. "
No man's land?
Yuan Tezhu is not very convinced, after all, this sounds impossible, what kind of task will go to that kind of place.
Their company dispatches up to Africa.
But Feng Nai knew that what the little boy said was true.
He doesn't need to lie to himself in this regard.
But it was too clear that I felt a little bored even when breathing.
He didn't let go of his holding hand, turned without a word, his face indifferent.
The little demon suddenly opened his mouth again: "You can wait for her to come back."
Feng Nai's voice was cold: "When she left, she was carrying someone else, not me, and why should I do it?"
Wen Yan, Yun standing on the side frowned deeply.
The aroma of strawberries mixed with creamy toast.
Grandpa butler pushed his glasses: "It seems that today's desserts are made a lot, so young and good, where did bey go?"
"Now?" Even when the little devil was eating the millet, he looked like a little gentleman: "Sister bey said he was going to Fengfang, and this point should be talking with Mr. Feng."
Mo Nan: ...
The little devil wiped the corner of his mouth with a napkin: "Research shows that it is true that love can really reduce a man's IQ. This is the case with my dad's scum, and the scourge of Uncle Feng. Do n’t fall in love anymore, it will change. stupid."
"Little Master." Grandpa Butler added a cup of tea to him: "You think it's a bit early. Before that, your height goal needs to be achieved, and today's fencing."
Raising her height, the thin little demon indifferently tilted her eyes and stopped eating the millennials. Instead, she got down from the chair and went to get a jug of milk.
Grandpa Steward smiled at the crowd with a smile: "Mr. Qin said that the young master loves desserts and needs control."
Mo Nan coughed heavily and controlled by height transfer method. It was no wonder that the little devil called Qin Shenzha.
The little devil drinking milk didn't know that he was connotated by his father again.
After just drinking, measure your height there.
Without any slight progress, this caused the little devil to twist his eyebrows. There must be something wrong with the height device.
He lowered his eyes, connected the data, modified the program, and went back up again.
The intelligent voice rang.
"Report to the owner, your weight is 21 kg and your height is 187, 187? Sorry, my data seems to be abnormal. Is there a hacker's intrusion? You cannot be so high."
"You talk too much, and the sound is unpleasant, just rest." Bo Xiaomon calmly pressed the power off, and only let the numbers show, his mother is all right, but it is a bit bad, too pet his father, even electronics The products are the same as his dad's voice.
It sounds a little unpleasant.
Wait for "repair" at night.
After watching a set of procedures, Mo Nan tilted his eyes: "He usually plays like this?"
Grandpa Steward also pushed his glasses again: "The young master's youth rebellion period comes early, and he cares more about height."
Mo Nan: ... Compared with this word, used modestly.
However, what did his sister do to seal her house?
(End of this chapter)