Chapter 1009: Hundred Thousand Twenty

what?

Mo Bei did not respond for a moment.

The heart beating has begun to hesitate.

Huh!

The distance she thought would not break.

At this moment, everything is broken.

like.

like……

Mo Bei tightened his hand on one side in an attempt to calm his heart.

The girls watching this scene by the side have been so indescribable.

"A confession?"

"Still wearing a bear costume."

"So handsome."

The sound in my ears seems to be soaked in water.

Behind Mo Bei, someone slipped the balance car and the brakes failed.

If it was normal, she would definitely avoid it.

But today, she even forgot to hide.

By the time she lifted her eyes, his wrists had been pulled by him and pulled into her arms.

Such an angle.

She could only see his curvy jaw and throat knot.

The nose is full of clear mint tobacco.

That's his taste.

Mo Bei has never understood this clearly.

She wants to get this person.

Not just like it.

I want it.

Too much to catch.

This is so, so reluctant.

She couldn't let him fall into the abyss with her.

This person, and only this one, should be glorious.

Mo Bei's hand clasping his clothes tightened, and he didn't speak.

"Second time." Feng Nai bowed her head, cracked her hair, covered his eyes, and a low magnetic voice came through the mask.

What the second time?

Mo Bei wanted to see him.

He didn't allow it.

One-handed pressing on the back of her head brought her face to his shoulder.

There was a smile in his voice.

Even the air is sweet with marshmallow.

"This is the second time I said I like you."

Mo Bei was shocked.

"The first time, it was in the game." Feng Nai looked away, and the light drifted away: "If I knew then, I would like you so much, and I would never just do it as a couple task."

Mo Bei knew she had to give him an answer.

No matter what the answer is.

"Sorry."

Mo Bei's fingertips sunk into his palms and slowly stood upright.

Two words made the atmosphere suddenly freeze.

Even the passers-by nearby could see the person wearing the bear's clothing, with a sudden pause.

He stood there, his arms empty, and he hadn't moved for a long time.

"why."

The low magnetic voice seemed to be smog-smeared.

Make her dare not listen any more.

"We are not suitable." Mo Bei turned to his back and squeezed his palms after copying his hands into his pants pockets.

Then Liaobu stepped out of the center circle.

She knew he didn't keep up.

She also knew how sorry she was.

It's just that Yu Zixin is right.

He represents Feng family.

What Mo Bei has to do now is to pick him clean.

Maybe there will be no one in the future, hopping behind her in a zombie suit.

It's okay.

She will remember.

Remember when everyone saw her as mud.

He stood at the martyr leading to the stadium, and looked at her carelessly: "Hey, little brother over there, come over."

According to Wan Fu, it is never terrible.

She was just afraid, because of her, he was no longer high, and anyone could pull him down.

Don't have anything to do with her anymore.

Mo Bei may foresee.

If she promised him.

The news was announced.

He will be the one tolerant to fight.

What would people say.

Mo Bei watched too much on her brother.

"shameless."

"Why stay in this circle."

"I just can't see anyone so sick."

(End of this chapter)