Chapter 957: 986th our champion

Chapter 957: Our Champion
Xiao Mobei did stick there. Do n’t expect her facial expression to be paralyzed. On the contrary, the person who is not big is very cool. After watching the screen half-heavy, he turned back and said, "Brother, let ’s go to work, Take the championship together. "
Mo Nan sucked his nose while freezing. What did his sister say, champion?
Originally I wanted to laugh.
But when he saw the face of paralysis.
He paused, rubbing her head as usual: "OK."
That was the first time he lied to his sister.
Because of the conditions at home, I can only play a job.
How could there be such words together.
But such things do not need to let his sister know.
His sister, that little facial paralysis.
Just take her championship.
He thought that would be fine.
Is he doing it wrong?
She should not be allowed to come back in his place.
Mo Nan raised his head, looking at the snowflakes that kept falling on his face, his hand hanging to one side, and a cigarette.
Huoleng has been following him all the time.
Until I saw this scene, I walked around and dragged people.
He hasn't waited for Monan's response.
He was already jammed into the car.
Heating followed.
Mo Nan's hand seemed to have consciousness, and wanted to push the door, sitting on the side of him to call cold, his eyes narrowed at him.
Mo Nan smiled and held his breath: "What? You want to fight?"
Huoleng ignored him, and only let Daijia start the car.
It's a sports car. In addition to its low-key colors, even the interior is luxurious.
No one will drive fast on a snowy road.
The road was also slippery, and Mo Nan looked at the man with a cold face, and chose to be quiet.
just……
"Where is this?" Mo Nan's eyes narrowed.
Huoleng asked the man to park his car in the garage, saying only two words: "My home."
Mo Nan laughed: "Brother, what brought you to your house?"
"It's time to return to the base." When Huo Leng said this sentence, he couldn't hear any emotion in his tone: "Hei Yan should have rested."
Mo Nan then remembered that any team had access control.
The sound of heartbeat followed quietly.
Fortunately, Huo Liang didn't catch this matter. He saw Mo Nan didn't move, and looked back: "Don't keep up, do you want to freeze to death in the garage?"
Mo Nan would naturally not stay.
There is no popularity in the cold place.
Like him, he is typically single.
It's just that the ground is too clean.
It should be someone with hourly work or special cleaning.
If it is normal, Mo Nan still has a mood to visit. Today, one is that he doesn't understand what Huan Leng means, and the other is that he doesn't want to answer any questions about his hands.
After Leng Leng brought Mo Nan into the room, he threw people directly into the living room.
Mo Nan thought about taking a car to go. After opening the software, he found that there could be no car in this place.
He glanced at the electricity again and was about to send a message to Mr. Feng.
The owner of the house appeared.
Wan Leng went upstairs to find a medical kit.
Directly dragged Mo Nan's injured hand over.
Mo Nan frowned first.
Then he heard his voice come over: "Isn't we going to play next? I don't have enough hands?"
Mo Nan's back stiffened to call Leng's cleverness. He should have guessed it. Why did he say that?
Will he always help him lie?
This idea made Mo Nan stop there.
The heat coming from the wrist reduces pain.
The man just said indifferently: "It's snowy outside, you sleep here tonight."
Coming late, there is a cp event in Book City, which will help Binai to make a debut and get a chance to get around. In order not to waste the number of likes, everyone focuses on the topic of "My Assistant Little Brother".
My Neighbor Totoro has hair rules, you can take a look if you are interested.
It's been so long since the first anniversary of Mo Bei's birth.
I hope you study hard, don't sway against the wind, and live a happy life.
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(End of this chapter)