Chapter 1248: One thousand two hundred forty nine

Chapter 1248: One Thousand One Two Forty-nine
Seeing a sentence on the field, fully demonstrated Mo Bei's thoughts and positions.
Xu Yiwan's face is no longer ugly to describe. She has never tasted such a taste, and has been discussed.
She could feel the sight around her, and she was not incapable.
Now that she can be selected for the individual competition, it will be played in the afternoon like Mo Nan, which shows that she is not bad.
She is not afraid of bey.
She wants everyone to know that bey will, she will.
Let the person know that the person he likes is nothing after stripping the halo.
Maybe she couldn't beat the previous bey, but after so long a blank period, she doesn't see who wins.
People who really watch the game have a wait-and-see attitude.
Xu Yiwan just hated, why hate Feng Nai to deal with her in this way, so that she has no way out.
"why."
Xu Yiwan couldn't help but whispered when Feng Nai passed by.
Feng Nai still had the love spelling in her hand. After hearing her words, Jun face turned over and didn't want to speak.
Now Feng Nai, there is only one thing in her mind. A young lady really does not have a positive attitude towards these fans. After listening so much, only remembering her master, did she not see his help?
"Why are you doing this to me?" Xu Yiwan saw that he didn't mean to speak at all, and the hatred in his eyes grew stronger: "Do you think you can protect bey at this step? Oh, Master Fengjia I wo n’t be so naive, I feel that I can win the hearts and fans effect. The person you care for, she will never be clean, she is doomed from coming out, and she will still hate her because she is too fake. However, she is a child from a poor family. If she wants to make money by playing games, she will never be able to become a z. Apart from the bonus of the identity of the Imperial League, she is nothing. "
Xu Yiwan is smart. Even when she said these words, she was smiling and whispering to Feng Nai, and did not intend to let others hear.
In addition to hugging his brother's milk, the rest thought they were joking.
Xiaomi's brain was hurting, and she just wanted to speak.
Feng Nai stopped with a long leg: "Why will I deal with you? Because the first one is cheap, I will just return it to you in my own way, and who tells you that she wants to be z? Others like it, yes Professional players ca n’t make a decisive impact. If you can use your dreams to make yourself a better life, what ’s not possible? Children of poor people?

At this point, Feng Nai's eyes were cold, her mouth was slightly hooked, and her waist bar was slightly curved: "It just happens to be complementary to me. My only advantage is that she is better than her origin."
Xu Yiwan also wanted to say something.
Just listening around, I don't know why there was a downpuff.
It was Mo Bei who had already left, and she came back again, clasping Feng Nai's wrist with one hand, her voice faint: "Aren't you the only fan?"
Feng Nai saw that her goal was achieved, and just to stand up straight, Mo Bei's next move lost her momentum.
She touched his head, a cold old-fashioned: "It is the only fan, do not recruit bees and butterflies, but have the consciousness of being a fan."
Feng Nai raised her eyebrows. What does this gesture mean? Touch the dog?
The most important thing is that this person leaves when he touches it?
Feng Nai squinted his eyes and asked the male fan who came over: "Bey God's irresponsible attitude, rounded it up, can it be considered sleeping powder?"
Male fan: ... sleep, sleep your sister! Don't round off first, give me my love spelling! You, the biggest rumor-maker, a pseudo-imperialist fan!
(End of this chapter)