Chapter 1492: One thousand four hundred and sixty-seven (11.12)

Chapter 1492: One Thousand Four Hundred and Seventy-Seven (11.12)
Feng Nai has done so much with one operation.
He didn't mind a few more operations.
For example, I saw something in my circle of friends.
This person has sent another one before him.
Now, it seems that it is time to make one.
So he took a picture of his own hand.
Good looking slender and white hands are good.
There is no need to modify the picture, and I directly sent a circle of friends.
When this circle of friends comes out, it will definitely explode.
After all, Mo Bei wouldn't be so implicit.
In Mo Bei's cognition, marrying home is only considered.
Feng Nai was completely different. After sending the photos, he felt a little psychologically balanced.
The message came almost instantaneously.
The first handsome fat man in the world: "Look! This isn't too much like a small facial paralysis! Hand?"
Master Jin Xiao also wanted to be more frequent, but was helpless to be watched at home, and could only express his inner thoughts with a frown expression.
Panda: "Brother, you can! This is the boss's hand, right?" ’"
Grey machine: "Another day of abuse."
Xiaomi Lin is a group pet: "I always think it's weird, Ai Yunshen takes a look."
Yunshen didn't come out, but Han Xi said, "No wonder."
Rao Rong: "It's like posing."
Senior players, it really is different.
The appearance of Bo Xiaomon is even more direct: "Feng Shao, is it fun to shoot yourself?"
This message was the one that most attracted the attention of Feng Nai. After a glance, it was deleted and the other party was blocked.
Soon, the little devil sent a message: "What about sister Bei?"
Feng Nai glanced at the age of four, one child, ignorant.
Bo Xiaomon opened her mouth again: "No matter what state you are now, remember to remind her to have surgery."
surgery?
About the hand?
Feng Nai's eyes lighted up, and as soon as she was about to reply, she found an emoji she wouldn't let him see.
Xiao Knai doesn't eat coriander, take it away!
Xiao Knai has a headache, so hug!
Your little Kannai now just wants to sleep, not to race!
Each one uses his photo, and the words match.
What a mess.
Feng Nai squinted and just wanted to delete it.
The door was pushed open over there. It was Mo Bei who cooked the porridge.
She paced over and glanced at the screen of the phone he was holding.
Feng Nai has pulled out of the WeChat page, and opened the food video.
This person is like an old-fashioned old-fashioned person. There are no other applications besides food videos.
"Come here and drink porridge."
Mo Bei arranged the dishes, in addition to rice porridge, there are refreshing side dishes, the portion is not large, just enough to Feng Nai eat.
The porridge was brought in a casserole, and still fragrant.
The casserole lid was lifted, it was hot air from the face.
For people with a cold, drinking porridge will be faster.
Mo Bei has never been weak in raising Feng Nai.
The sound outside, like continuous snow, never stopped.
But when they are both, it will be different from October.
Grandpa Feng remembered what his grandson was like at the time.
Just like the flying eagle, I will always remember that the day when he left Quancheng, Mo Bei had been looking out the window after leaving the hospital.
that time.
What was she thinking?
Do not want to leave, but have to leave.
Therefore, no one hopes that the same thing will happen again a second time.
Flying Eagle still can't forget her words at that time.
She said: "Money is so important that people will look down on my parents because of money.
Time will pass.
The wound was never scarred.
He and she both know that people don't have to be too strong, they are useless at all.
When the storm is coming.
Only by being stronger can we protect each other.
As a result, he had an absolute right to speak at Feng's. Even if someone wanted to pull him down, he would know one step ahead of everyone's dirtiest step in order to say that under pressure Let her go, even me.
And she became the legendary Mr. L., in a doubles match, secretly set the scene in the stock market.
To grow, there is always a price to pay.
Fortunately, this step has finally been reached.
"After eating, double row."
(End of this chapter)