Chapter 1378: 1350th, sweet, if ...

Chapter 1378: One-hundred and thirty-five, sweet, if ...
The male fan is always the same, even Mai is on, and the voice is still a bit shy: "bey god, I watched the video you entered, I like you for three years, I went when you played the game, and gave a Brand, um ... bey god, I love you! "
The words that followed said quickly.
But this does not affect Feng Nai's slow opening of the wheat, and then a cold shout: "Is it?"
Suddenly.
The game room fell into silence.
The male fan took a breath and said, "You, you, you ..."
"It's me." Feng Nai slowly fiddled with the headset: "Have a brand? Oh, it's you again, brother."
Who, who and you are brothers! !! Male fans really want to growl.
Why, even if he was robbed of a brand at the scene, confession in the game would not work.
Ah ah ah bey number, why is this person playing!
Feng Nai knew that the other party had blown up, and tapped her fingertips into the game: "Are you still confessing? Come, you can continue, I am listening."
I continue your sister!
"I bey god!" The male fan is not vegetarian. At the competition site, there are many K fans. He dare not do anything. In the game, he is not afraid of king! Anyway, they are teammates, no matter how shameless the other party is, it is impossible to kill him!
Feng Nai smiled: "You bey god? She went to make me milk tea and just made me egg tarts. By the way, you must not have eaten fringe powder like you."
Male fan: ... why did he ask!
"opened."
Feng Nai's sudden conclusion.
That male fan is still stinging.
Feng Nai must be playing the wild position.
A passerby asked, "Really bey?"
Teammates here have received countless attention.
"Not bey god, just opened wheat, it seems to be k god."
"Lost ?!"
"I also want to find a girlfriend and let her give me my number! Mom, what a world is this!"
"Can your girlfriend hit No. 1 on her own? Wake up."
Feng Nai is undoubtedly intentional.
When he usually plays games, how could he drive a wheat, orphan swimming.
It's warm like a person today.
"Do you want blue?"
"Ok??"
"Give you."
The spectator was stunned.
Is this still the k-god who dominates all wild resources?
"Like bey? You have to like it all the time." Feng Nai said, "Don't be half-hearted."
The male fans were shocked at this time. He, he was ... somehow moved!
"Her fans can come in and take you to share."
I like it very much when I am alone.
What exactly does it look like?
Probably the last thing I wanted to do. In order to make that person more liked, I tried to do it.
Starting from Feng Nai's heart, he wished to lock someone up so that no one could see it.
But, isn't it that one more person likes you, you will not be so sad.
Feng Nai thought about many possibilities, including what would happen in the future. Compared to monopoly, when things came, he didn't want to see it anymore, and she was alone.
The male fan didn't believe it at first. After all, the guy K's routine was too dirty. For details, refer to the operation of grabbing his support card at the game site.
What was unexpected was that the resources were really coming out.
And a dozen or three, let them lie directly next to the crystal in a comfortable and comfortable place.
The other side was hit and collapsed, and the surrender button was pressed casually.
Watching the battle is also k powder.
"Is this still the old k we know?"
"He could one day be the warm man who made the buff?"
"It always feels like ... well, those two are more and more like each other."
"What do you mean?"

Before, when God Bey used Mo Bei to go south, he often let the resources of the wild area come out. If you think about it, you wo n’t find it incredible. After all, the gentleness of God Bey is engraved in the bone. Can learn one or two. "
"Probably not for learning, but for her, to be gentle with others."
"Woohoo, I'm so touched!"
"Envy such a love, right?"
"No, I'm moved that my old man is finally a personal person, otherwise bey is too hard, ohh, my life."
Passerby: ... K fans are poisonous, right? ? ?
Mo Bei came out with milk tea, sat next to him, and turned his face down. What he saw was that Feng Nai was giving resources, raised his eyebrows, smiled again, and then passed the milk tea.
"Very good."
The sound rang coldly in Feng Nai's ear.
Successfully drove away the dark mist.
If the psychologist sees this scene, he will certainly feel incredible.
However, he has also seen Mo Bei.
Of course, it wasn't her who he took the initiative to meet, after all, Feng was reluctant.
What the psychologist didn't expect was that she would come to him, and the first sentence was: "How is his condition now?"
The psychiatrist stunned for a moment before saying, "It's getting more and more unstable, but I'm curious. How did Miss Mo identify me?"
"Is it difficult?" Mo Bei stepped closer, speaking concisely: "I want to see his medical records."
The psychologist met her eyes, and after scanning around, she opened the briefcase: "Ms. Mo can't sleep well at night?"
For the doctor, Mo Bei will not hide it. After all, there is no need to say "um."
"That's really bad." The psychiatrist did not turn. "Emotions like yours may affect Mr. Feng. How much does Miss Mo know about Mr. Feng's mental state and how much she knows?"
Mo Bei looked at him pale.
The psychiatrist pushed his glasses: "In your eyes, there is no hope, this is not right."
Mo Bei opened the folder, his voice didn't fluctuate: "I won't affect him."
"Miss Mo may not understand, Mr. Feng ..."
Before the doctor had finished speaking, Mo Bei interrupted his words: "Being attached to what you want, the higher the standing position, the more they will be placed in their eyes, and the more they will face what they want. , The more I will pretend, if I am the person he imagines, he will end it with his own hands, or even disgusted. "
The psychiatrist's eyes were shaking, and it was clear that he had never thought that this girl ... she ...
"Doctor." Mo Bei closed the folder: "I look at him better than anyone. When I first came back, everyone thought of me as mud. They were afraid of getting dirty. No one was standing. On my side, except him. "
The psychologist opened his mouth, trying to say something, but finally sighed.
Mo Bei looked at him: "When I was in hell, he all jumped down to accompany me, even if it really happened, it was okay if I was no longer the person he imagined. Please ask the doctor to not just Characterize him. "
Psychologists cannot describe how they feel when they hear these words.
Before he heard Mr. Feng said, don't look at the child with the eyes of ordinary girls.
He thought that the girl was pure white and kind, and that would make Feng always.
Now he understands what went wrong.
The heart of this person is black, white and gray.
Even after hiding many things, the scars didn't heal.
There is a saying that seems to be correct. The person who can carve the tenderness into the bones is not that the world is ignorant and the heart is unknown, but that her self-support is too strong.
No wonder that he would call her a ...
Feng Jia, the two were sitting side by side.
Feng Nai was tired, squinting her eyes against her neck and taking a sip of milk tea in her hand.
Mo Bei turned his broken hair away to avoid blocking his eyes.
Area A was destined to be bombed on this day.
It's just that a lot of people ignore one thing, why bey doesn't play by himself, but gives it to Feng Nai.
That's because, at the beginning of the game's review, Mo Bei's hand could not be reached, and the review was accurate.
Tomorrow afternoon is the first match after Mo Bei's return to Heiyan.
She is very clear about her status.
At the same time, Mo Bei knew more clearly what was happening to her hands than anyone else.
He is the captain of Hei Yan, and no matter what the choice is tomorrow, she will respect him.
at the same time.
The little devil brought his little milk to the airport.
Xiao Ni Lin walked and asked: "An'an, why do we come to the airport? Didn't you say you want to help me deal with my father? Is it my brother who colluded with your family members, you need to go further ? "
It has to be said that the thin little devil in Xiaonai Linnaobu is also very poor.
The Qin family just wanted to look up at the ceiling while lying down.
"Pick up someone." Bo Xiaomon was more stable than other children when he walked. Seeing that Xiao Ni was struggling, he turned his eyes to look at the black bodyguard.
There are many people at the airport, especially international flights.
When Bo Xiaomon received the e-mail, he knew that his dad who was eating soft rice must have entangled his mummy again.
But it doesn't matter, just have him to take over the grandfather.
People at the airport did not expect to see such a scene.
When I got off the plane, I saw the old man dressed as a gentleman, holding a pocket watch, and wearing a tuxedo.
When I saw a little boy, he stood like a prince in the nineteenth century. When he was young, such as jade, he couldn't help looking back.
Especially the old man walked over, with pale hair and jewel-like green eyes, still showing respect: "Little Master."
That is the salute that you will only see in movies.
The little devil knew that Grandpa's housekeeper could not change this, and looked up at the person who said, "I'm lucky to travel."
Is this what a child should say?
Passers-by were really surprised.
Grandpa Steward chuckled: "Little Master came over to wait for me. It seems that Bey's hand has deteriorated again."
Sister Kita's hand? deterioration? What does it mean?
Xiaomi Lin's smiling kitten face was directly there, and her big eyes were full of anxiety: "An'an, what does grandpa butler mean? What happened to sister Bei? She didn't just finish the game ? And she's been fighting a dozen or five, killing the other four at a stretch. "
The little devil stared, knowing that he couldn't hide: "Sister Bei's hand, it is impossible to assassin ..."
what? !!
The little milk was going to be silly, the little white tender face, pale and a little bloodless ...
Ann ...
(End of this chapter)