Chapter 249: Two hundred forty nine

Chapter 249
The white cat did not move, still looked at him like that, his head was a little embarrassed.
Feng Na raised her eyebrows, then her body shape was lowered, she squatted down, her slender fingers were about to touch the white cat.
It's like something came over your head.
Slap.
The rain hit the transparent umbrella.
Feng Nai's face turned over, her eyes raised along the handle of the umbrella, and her eyes fell on the porcelain white jaw.
Mo Bei was holding an umbrella in one hand and copying his trousers bag in one hand. He did not speak, his eyes were slightly down, looking at the man and the cat, his face was so cold.
This scene seems to be a scene that only appears in comics.
After all, both of them are very difficult to ignore both in appearance and temperament.
Especially Mo Bei, when standing there, even the rain image behind him could be blurred.
Indifferent and noble, holding an umbrella, it looks more like a white man from ancient times, as if out of touch with this world.
But because of one person and one cat under his feet, it seems that it is not so difficult to approach.
This made some girls picked up by their boyfriends, and when they saw this scene, they couldn't help but want to look back.
"It's raining, hurry up, what are you looking at?"
"The little brother with an umbrella is so handsome, so is the one who crouched down to tease the cat!"
"Hey, my husband is here. Is it appropriate for you to say that?"
"So handsome, so handsome!"
"..." What's so handsome, but they all come to pick up girlfriends, only the younger brother picks up men ... is this logical?
After enjoying his girlfriend's treatment, Feng Dashao stood with his hands in his pockets.
Suddenly it was much higher.
Looking at the umbrella, he opened a sip and laughed: "This little brother, you are raising a sapling, and the position is just to cover the sapling."
Mo Bei glanced, because of his height, the umbrella had just passed over his head.
However, after all, there is experience.
When feline hatred is high, do what you do, no matter what he says.
"Go upstairs, wait for the rain to stop, and then return to the base together." Mo Bei's voice was very light.
Feng Nai was absent-minded: "I just got bored, but now let me go upstairs again?"
"Tired? When?" Mo Bei frowned slightly.
Feng Nai didn't say anything, turned his eyes and continued to wait for the car.
When Mo Bei saw this, he said quietly, "I want to make a bone soup for chicken roasting. I can't finish it by myself. The captain stays behind and leaves after eating.
Feng Na glanced over, thin lips like a tick: "Are you summing up? Little brother."
"Well, forget it." The more Mo Bei understood, the more he found out that this person really let go of her feelings in the game, and at that time, he was taking her completely.
Feng Nai really laughed this time, slender fingers lazily raised the umbrella up and said, "I haven't eaten bone soup chicken, how to do it?"
"Bone soup into the casserole, cut the onion to taste, half a chicken to make low, then put wolfberry." Mo Bei holding an umbrella, the mood does not change: "Small fire slowly."
"Oh? That sounds good." Feng Nai didn't really understand what it was, and looked at the white cat under her feet.
That means, almost just keep up.
Mo Bei did not understand the miracles of felines.
Rainy days.
The cold and expensive little brother is holding an umbrella to a handsome lazy boy.
After the two men's feet, a cat followed.
People who met did not understand very well, why did two men hold an umbrella together ...
(End of this chapter)