Chapter 646: 200th

Chapter 646: The Second Hundred
However, in the manner of that person's behavior, his eyes were long and his head went up.
Even long re-enchants all beings.
Such a situation should not occur.
Thinking of this, Mo Nan was somewhat relieved.
Tell yourself, even if his sister's account is logged in by the other party, it's okay.
After all, the two were in the same base.
This is also that Mo Nan did not watch the live broadcast.
Watching the live broadcast will definitely explode directly.
For example, the idea of ​​killing the kid who was driving F with his sister in the hotel is likely to exist.
Mo Yan sent several emoticons in succession.
After Mo Bei saw it, he silently closed it.
After all, just think of these from her brother.
It's a bit difficult to substitute.
Feng Nai looked at the ambiguous line after line, her lips line curled up slightly, bringing out a hint of cold.
Mo Bei is the game account under this kind of gaze.
After there are no sound effects inside.
The room seemed exceptionally quiet.
Even taking this side by side distance seemed too close.
The question that comes is after all.
"Yunshen's hand was injured?"
As soon as Mo Bei raised his hand, he heard a voice ringing beside him, low magnetic and clear, could not tell the mood and anger inside.
"Well, I was hurt during the filming." Mo Bei's movement didn't stop.
This makes Feng Nai's voice more diffuse: "She is a girl, she calls herself brother?"
When Mo Bei closed the game, he was thinking of countermeasures.
Now she just lowers her eyes, and her eyes are still pale: "She treats you as me. When she is in front of me, she doesn't need to care about the image in front of the screen. She is a self-proclaimed brother. You know, sometimes girls' dots are weird. "
"Really." Feng Nai, who got such an answer, did not disperse the cold in his eyes, but seemed like a layer of dark fog superimposed: "That's really interesting."
Just listen to his voice.
Mo Bei didn't know how much he believed.
Because the man stood up suddenly.
Reaching out and holding her chin, she was very close to her.
The faint smell of tobacco came from him.
Nicotine-specific mint scent.
The whole shrouded over.
Mo Bei could feel the heat coming from his fingertips.
He held his chin and was forced to raise his head to look at him.
The man smiled, and his voice was low and no temperature: "Who said I haven't been in love?"
Mo Bei raised an eyebrow. Does he have it?
"In the game." Feng Nai's voice slowly said: "Not only are we in love, we are also married. If the game has a baby, the number of days we spend together is estimated to create a son.
Mo Bei, he is ...
"Unfortunately, he is a boy, and I have been thinking about becoming a reality with him. Did you say that I was stupid at that time, eh?"
Now he has a girlfriend in real life.
I still need him.
To him, what am I?
In the latter sentence, Feng Nai didn't say it, and the black mist under the eyes did not disappear.
"Do you think he should compensate me?"
Mo Bei did not speak, although she did not know why the hatred value of a certain suddenly became so high.
But she did lose ground in this matter.
"I wanted a write-off, but now I find that I am very unbalanced."
After saying this, Feng Nai's hand holding Mo Bei's chin tightened ...
(End of this chapter)