Chapter 294: 294th

Chapter 294
Feng Nai didn't move, and didn't care: "What does this have to do with you pulling me to the bathroom? Linkengkeng."
The little milk looked at his brother's indifference. He bit his teeth and nodded his little toes, as if to say something in his brother's ear.
Immediately after, Feng Nai's eyes changed, and the color became deeper and darker, until the greens in his hands fell on the chopping board. He didn't go to see, but turned his eyes over, maintaining the movement just now. Never moved: "Blood?"
"Ehhhhhh!" Xiaomi nodded her head severely, and said anxiously: "Is the younger brother seriously ill? I am afraid we are worried so I will not tell us. Those who are seriously ill on TV Will vomit blood. "
Feng Nai did not listen carefully to what his brother said, and his thoughts were a little chaotic.
Toilet, blood?
Feng Nai's fingers were another meal, even with his back shocked.
Xiaomi Lin was still leaning his head, and he didn't understand what was happening to his brother suddenly. He was still in the popular science. He had seen those patients who had terminal illness on TV, and the patients' reactions.
The more he said, the more sad he became, and he was afraid that his little brother would be like that too.
When Feng Nai came down, Feng Nai only gave his brother a sentence: "Let's watch costume drama less in the future."
Hematemesis?
Think of it in the dark.
But ... Feng Nai's eyes sank, he simply put down the ingredients on his hand, and strode to the bathroom.
After seeing some papers on the ground, the light-colored Hitomi followed.
Immediately after, it seemed like there was no hesitation.
He turned around and strode into the bedroom, his eyes falling intricately on the figure on the bed.
Mo Bei managed to enter Qian Mian.
When the lower abdomen is the most painful, I can't resist it at all, and the whole body is cold and hot alternately.
Sleep can reduce pain to some extent.
Just that Jun face, still pale and without a trace of blood.
The black hair shattered on the pillow.
The moonlight penetrated through the window and sprinkled on Qingyan's eyebrows.
The shirt is high-necked and pure white.
Mo Bei lay there, like an iceberg prince.
Feng Nai shifted her sight and landed on Mo Bei's chest.
Originally I wanted to press the lighted hand, slowly changed direction, and there was a tendency to fall.
The slender fingers were the first button on a white shirt.
His eyes sank, and he was about to solve the second one.
A click.
The outside door seemed to be open.
After hearing the noise.
Mo Bei opened his eyes and turned his eyes to the evil face.
Xiao Ni Lin just ran over, "Brother, what are you doing?"
Feng Nai did not speak, and her fingertips did not mean to move away.
Mo Bei put his hand on one side and slowly tightened, intending to separate the man's hand.
The sound of high heels came from far and near.
A click.
The man with the bedroom door was pushed aside.
It was Yunshen. She was wearing a blue-and-white porcelain cheongsam when she was filming, and a shawl was wrapped around her. Sunglasses were taken away by her with a bunch of keys.
When he looked down, he paused with his fingers.
what's going on.
How could Bey's face be so ugly.
And, where is Feng Nai's hand? ?
Mo Bei endured the pain in the lower abdomen and did not speak. He only lifted his eyes and looked at Yunshen. The lower color of his eyes was darker than usual. The meaning was obvious, and she needed to play a wave with her.
(End of this chapter)