Chapter 727: Don't drink after 733, I will be jealous

Chapter 727 Don't Drink After 733, I Will Be Jealous
Panda bear rubbed his face.
Grandma Ash is shaking her head.
After unifying his eyes, he set his eyes on Han Sha.
Why isn't he surprised?
Han Xi was nothing but gave these two men a stupid look.
Does this mean he already knew?
The eyes of cats and cats are widening.
After holding the beer for a while, he asked, "So, the boss sent Mo Nan back to the room. Is this really good?"
"The boss doesn't send it? You send it?" Granny Ash sipped himself, trying to calm down.
The panda bear shook his head immediately, and made a joke. After knowing what the boss meant to his brother, did he dare to send his brother back to the room?
Even if he had half that room, he didn't dare to kill him, he would be sent to the bathroom!
There is still a distance from the dance floor to the guest rooms.
In addition to loving people.
Someone doesn't look drunk at all.
There is no shaking for half a minute, the standing position is still upright like pine and cypress, the face is clear and cold, and the black eyelashes are long. They also know that they live on several floors and will raise their hands to press the elevator.
Feng Nai looked at Mo Bei, who was standing next to him, with deep eyes. If you are unfamiliar with this guy, I don't think he drank it. After all, there is no smell of wine on him.
But as long as anyone who has ever met him, he can see the doubt, because he spoke.
"I can't get drunk." Bai Jing's face was unprecedentedly serious.
Feng Nai said "Oh", knowing that he would take him at this time: "Why not get drunk?"
"They said that after I was drunk, it was a disaster, and I was not allowed to drink outside." Mo Bei answered Feng Nai's words, and apparently had forgotten to beware: "Until now, I do n’t know what disaster will happen. , I did not play drunk, nor did I cry. "
Feng Na stretched out his hand and tidy up his trench coat for Mobe: "You really shouldn't drink outside."
"Why?" Probably Jiu Jiner came up even more, and doubts appeared on Mo Bei's face.
Feng Nai's voice was very light, as if to say casually: "Because I'm jealous."
Mo Beiton paused, his thoughts became paste, and his voice was calm: "Your hatred has always been very high. It was just good to feed. Later, I did n’t know who I learned from, and even feeding was useless. Now. "
"Can you think of this?" Feng Nai hesitated, still a little ridiculed.
Mo Bei shook his head.
This is the first time Feng Nai has seen a person shake his head.
Orderly.
How to say.
With that nice face.
There is really no way to get angry.
"I obviously only buy snacks for you. Why do you say that I can send snacks to anyone, and I am not the central air-conditioning." Mo Bei looked lightly: "They are not cats."
Feng Na was laughed at, and because of these words, she felt inexplicably soft, and leaned her head against Mo Bei's shoulder when she leaned back: "Do you mean that I am a cat?"
"Um." Mo Bei hugged him. "Moody and anger, territorial consciousness is strong, and hatred will come up from time to time."
Feng Nai's voice was very low: "It doesn't sound like a good adjective."
"It looks good and looks handsome when playing games." Mo Bei said for a moment. "He is also very handsome. He just doesn't know the convergence. No wonder he is often harassed by strangers."
Feng Nai's lip corner slowly evoked: "Apart from cuddling people, have you become paralyzed?"
(End of this chapter)