Chapter 1452: Fourteen twenty-seven, it is you who make me think that I can still win

Chapter 1452: Fourteen Twenty-seventh, You Make Me Think I Can Win
Feng Nai smiled. The black double-breasted coat made him look like a demon deacon who came out of the comic: "Miss Mo really has the ability, I thought this was your Mo family, you ..."
"Look down." Mo Bei did not wait for him to laugh, and then patted his head.
Feng Nai bent subconsciously.
When he reacted to what he had done and what posture he was in, his brows frowned fiercely.
Why she did what she said.
Mo Bei didn't give him a chance to regret it, reached out his hand, and wrapped his fluffy scarf around his neck: "Stop the wind, don't be blown again."
Feng Nai heard that his fingers were clear, probably because the temperature on the scarf was too comfortable, which made him feel inexplicable for a moment.
Forget it.
It's a waste of time to go on.
Even the siege will not last long.
Feng Nai didn't speak anymore, walked away with long legs and walked through the door.
Outside the door, the car was ready, or Uncle Wang came to drive and turned around: "Miss Mo, where are we going? Are we going back to the apartment?"
"Ask him." Mo Bei closed the door.
Feng Nai supported her face with one hand, and her thin lips spit out two words: "Tanghui."
Don?
Uncle Wang wanted to drive and paused, then looked at Mo Bei.
When Feng Nai saw this, her narrow black eyes flickered: "What? I still need her consent?"
"Nightclubs are not suitable for curing diseases." Mo Bei would not know where Tang Hui was. Before she went to Yisi, she had also been there, taking away a girl.
Feng Nai smiled: "Isn't suitable for curing, but I just want to go and stop me?"
"No." Mo Bei met his eyes. After a few seconds, he opened his mouth again: "You can go anywhere you want, just bring me."
This sentence is inexplicable.
Feng Nai always felt like he had heard it before.
"If you have to leave, you can, but can you please bring me ..."
After Feng Nai shakes off some of the pictures in her head, the temperature in the corners of her mouth is even colder: "Ms. Mo wants to use memory to wake up? Then you really should save it."
"You think too much." Mo Bei was unmoved, his face still expressionless: "I just want to be with you."
Feng Nai heard this sentence and did not laugh at it.
He was also very puzzling. How could anyone make such a beautiful statement without any emotion, it seemed like he was going to go head to head with others.
Feng Nai's eyes narrowed, her head was a little low.
He didn't notice it at all, the reflection from the car window.
That smirk should not be what he should have at this time.
But at that instant, the joy overflowing from the corners of his mouth eclipsed the city's night lights.
Mo Bei has always been a face-control, and knows that he looks good, but when he sees that smile again, he still can't help but reach out.
Feng Nai was unavoidable, so she had to lift her eyes: "When communicating with people, you don't always have to move your feet manually, do you want me to say rude?"
Mo Bei looked at him, instead of moving his fingertips, he poked at his face.
Feng Nai's eyebrows twisted, her beautiful pale face was more expensive and impatient.
Mo Bei poked again.
Feng Nai reached out to block her: "Miss Mo, am I your plush toy? Have you kept poking like this?"
"It's so cute, I can't help it." Mo Bei's voice was uneven.
Even after a long time, Uncle Wang was still a little accustomed to such a vicious young master, was labeled with a cute label, and his driving posture changed.
Feng Nai's voice also changed a little: "What are you talking about? Cute?"
"Well, just when you laughed." Mo Bei looked like a commentator: "It will make people itch and want to poke."
Feng Nai slowly lightened his eyes. He just smiled? how is this possible.
All the actions of this person will not be expected by him.
She thought he would go to the nightclub, and she would know, don't waste any more effort.
It seems to be useless at all?
Maybe not enough ...
Feng Nai's eyes looked out of the window, and his eyes began to cold.
Laughing at such words makes him very uncomfortable.
Sure enough, it was better to destroy her earlier.
At this time, Mo Bei saw her uncle Feng's message and didn't say much. Only one word "um" was returned.
Then, opened the black and white figure's head again, and wrapped a few red envelopes in the past.
Feng Nai heard the news of the mobile phone and thought it was gold. She swiped her fingertips and saw the red envelope she sent.
What do you mean?
Mo Bei looked at him with a soft voice: "I can't feed without snacks recently. Netizens say that it is very effective to coax people."
When saying this sentence.
Mo Bei's page does have a search history.
Feng Nai lowered her eyes, swiped from her webpage, and stopped her eyes on that answer.
"The landlord is the most effective way to send red envelopes. I tell you, really, what sweet words are outdated and totally out of date. Who wouldn't say a good sentence or two, especially if I heard you say that she still If you do n’t like it, do n’t send out red envelopes, be careful that your girlfriend runs away with others.

Beware of girlfriends running away with others.
girlfriend……
Feng Nai did not pick up the dozen red envelopes, reached out, nodded her cell phone screen, and tapped her fingertips on the words of his girlfriend.
"It doesn't matter." Mo Bei's voice remained unchanged: "The method is correct."
Feng Na raised an eyebrow: "The right way?"
Mo Bei: "Yes."
Feng Nai's voice slowly said, "Where do you see the right way?"
"It's very simple." Mo Bei's face was clear. "This comment has the most replies and the most likes. Since it is the best comment, it means the method is right."
Feng Nai paused, tilted his head, and the arc of the thin lip was a bit out of control.
When Mo Bei met, he was somewhat puzzled: "What are you laughing at? Isn't the logic wrong?"
Feng Na's eyes flashed, and after looking at her, she looked away again: "Yes."
I don't want to talk more, because this time, he can see the reflection of the window.
He would laugh, but he did not expect that such an intelligent person is really slow in some aspects. It also depends on the data to see things and confuses his positioning.
But even so, he didn't want to, that she had anything that could affect his mood.
After all, he didn't want to hit her so quickly to make her disappear.
It's okay for interesting people to stay a little longer.
It would be better if she could find a better way to let her take the initiative.
Feng Nai looked at his palm, he didn't want to get blood on it.
Mo Bei saw that he didn't talk any more, took his coat and put it on him, then lowered his eyes and sent a message.
"Grand Butler, when do you have time?"
After brewing afternoon tea, looking at the pocket watch in his hand, the old housekeeper waiting for the chocolate cake to be baked. After receiving this news, he took off his gloves very carefully and said, "Anytime.
"Then tomorrow?" Next, she had to look at him, as soon as possible. ,
"Yes." The white-haired old man, in a smart suit, did not forget to watch the time when sending a message: "You can figure it out well."
As soon as Mo Bei stopped, he pressed a few words again: "He wants me to go, then I will go, take his weight together and let people remember who he is."
The old man laughed: "Mo Nan would be happy when he heard it. Before that, he had come, and he said, my sister will let those people know what e-sports is. As long as the face is paralyzed, it will definitely Zhen's entire e-sports circle is speechless and she needs a real return. "
"Mo Nan said, if you come to me, I will tell you these things, he is embarrassed to say it face to face." The old man typed so fast because his cell phone was tuned by a little devil, otherwise his eyesight, Is difficult.
When Mo Bei saw that sentence, lowered his eyes and let his forehead cover his expression.
The world is abandoning the time to question you.
What it feels like.
She tried it many times.
Even she herself was almost convinced that she couldn't fight.
Her hand speed has dropped to a speed where she can no longer start a group. Can she really win?
When she asked herself, she answered with no confidence.
After so long, she couldn't even find where to find the exit.
It's too dark, and even he has become what he is now because he is on her side.
Not without thinking about giving up.
Every day, this thought will always hover in my mind many, many times.
Can not give up.
It was because she gave up, what would her brother do?
Always be an assassin with zero kills and six deaths.
Will always be a hot hype player.
There will never be a time when the world is full, she already knows.
But she is going to win.
Their broken dreams, she wants to stick back!
The world champion, wearing the national flag, she must do!
No one can see the changes in Mo Bei's eyes.
But the same people always feel each other's breath changes.
After Feng Na noticed something, her side eyes looked towards Mo Bei, and she saw the right hand held tightly. I didn't know why, but her heart was a little stuffy.
Without thinking much, she intuitively extended her hand, placed it on the back of her right hand, and tapped with her fingertips: "You're this hand?"
"Um." Mo Bei's voice was light. "But it doesn't matter."
Feng Na raised an eyebrow: "Why doesn't it matter?"
"You said, if my hand is abolished, you can do my right hand, and you did it." Mo Bei's eyes carried a lot of things: "Because of you, I didn't lose, I have everything qualified."
You used yourself and exchanged me a ticket to the World Series.
I all understand.
For that champion, I want it very much.
If it weren't for my left field, you wouldn't have to force yourself to be more awake.
In this sentence, Mo Bei did not say.
Therefore, in the eyes of so many people, it seems that she has been spoiling him.
In fact, she walked so long, so far, and left him for a full ten months, she used the most cruel way.
It was he who had been standing there waiting for her, so that she could see it when she looked back, and all she said would be done.
It was he who made her feel that there was still hope ... she could still fight and win ...
(End of this chapter)