Chapter 611: Sixty-fifteenth pet the little Kana

Chapter 611: Petting Little Kannai
"Where?"
When Feng Nai said this, his other hand was pressed against his stomach.
As if it really hurts a bit.
Mo Bei looked at him, his voice was softer than usual: "Go buy something to eat, don't you haven't eaten all day?"
Feng Nai then remembered the lie she had lied, pale lips, "I don't want to eat now, I can't digest it, I will buy it later."
Mo Bei turned to his side and saw that he really had no appetite: "I'll burn some water."
"Um." Feng Nai casually responded, as long as he was out of the room.
Mo Bei did not know what Feng Nai was thinking.
Just thinking that this stomach pain is not the way to go.
Fortunately, the people from the hotel brought the medicine.
Mo Bei took the two boxes of medicine from the waiter.
Go back to the bed again and pour a cup of hot water.
Feng Na's eyebrows twisted slightly as she scanned the medicine box in Mo Bei's hand.
After all, it's not really a stomachache.
With previous experience.
Mo Bei only thought that a certain was simply not wanting to drink medicine, so he stood there.
Feng Nai had no choice but to drink a capsule to nourish the stomach, but it would not hurt the body, but Feng Nai did not like the feeling of swallowing pills.
The inconvenience is that since it is pretending to be sick, it must look weaker.
So Feng Nai did nothing to Mo Bei.
The same also reduces Mo Bei's defense.
After all, she couldn't see Feng Nai behind when she started the computer in a chair.
Feng Nai looked at the clear back, and her long fingers hit the edge of the cup.
My throat is a little uncomfortable.
Especially look at the portrait when the login account is ready to pair with who.
That kind of discomfort, with a slight pain.
How did he get something from this little brother in Linkengkeng to calm his mood now.
Otherwise, he was really worried that he would tie the person directly to the bed before the national competition.
When Feng Nai was thinking this way, her long fingers pressed her knot.
When I saw the man over there, it seemed that he was aware of his gaze, and he turned to his side, glanced at him first, then walked to the bed.
Feng Nai just looked up, ready to laugh at something.
I felt a cold on my forehead.
Very comfortable.
Seems to have disappeared even with some sullenness.
From the perspective of Feng Nai, I can only see that white and slender wrist, as if it can be broken by a fold.
He thought that such a wrist was really suitable for being tied up.
Mo Bei twisted his brow, and there was little change in his light voice: "Why don't you tell me you have a fever."
fever? Feng Naiguang paused: "I didn't notice."
This sentence is true.
He did always feel a sense of anger.
But it all came down to him wanting someone.
There are even some ruthless thoughts, such as if this person can obediently let him toss, he should be able to eliminate it.
Mo Bei listened to a tone he didn't care much about: "I'll buy medicine."
Feng Nai was a bit loose and was about to speak.
Mo Bei interrupted him, his eyes pale: "I really don't like taking medicine, so go to the hospital."
"I don't like to take medicine. I don't want to be alone here, it's boring." When Feng Nai said this sentence, he had a unique texture of his age.
Probably after being sick, people will be a little childish, even if it is a certain high god.
Mo Bei looked at the man's thin lips, and was not good at coaxing people. After thinking about it, he said, "I'll be back soon."
(End of this chapter)