Chapter 189: God and Your Little Brother's Photo

Feng Nai loosened his brother's face, his eyes pale.

Even if you ca n’t eat it, it ’s not sold outside.

Linkengkeng thought he would be like him, how many cakes could be bought?

Feng Nai pulled the collar to the chin, then closed her eyes.

When I got home, I found a bunch of photos in the schoolbag.

The slender fingers squeezed one out. The teenager in the photo was handsome and cool, wearing a rabbit ear cap on his head, and holding a bouquet in his left hand.

Feng Nai's hair movement stopped and her eyes deepened.

Then, sitting in front of the computer, turned on the game and camera.

Started this week's live broadcast.

Fans who had been there for a day, they exploded.

"Fuck, I caught it!"

"It's not easy! I want to cry!"

"I am the beauty of God's heyday!"

Feng Nai closed the barrage daily and opened his mouth lazily. His voice was magnetically textured: "As usual, for an hour."

"Good voice! Ears are getting pregnant! Ahhhh!"

"K, boyfriend, look here! Is this you! Take a picture with another brother!"

"Where did the upstairs come from! My **** would be so close to people other than cats? It's strange!"

"It's closer than the cat. Your hands are on that little brother."

"I'm sure the way to open the broadcast is wrong, I'm laughing?"

Feng Nai didn't know where his fans took the pictures, drank saliva, entered the game, and sneered, "It's me."

"Really is!?"

"Unbelievable!"

Fans feel unreal.

So he started eagerly trying to find the identity of that little brother.

After all, this photo looks like really a girly heart.

God k wore a straight suit and put one hand on the little brother's head and the other with a trousers pocket. He didn't know what he and the little brother were talking about, turned his face to the side and pulled the neckline. When the light is long and the light is focused, k's thin lips are so close as to be afraid to touch the little brother's ear.

Handsome and seductive, could not help but turned over and looked again!

Many fans find this photo poisonous!

Yang Ziyu, who was also watching the live broadcast, the more she looked at that photo, the more she felt that what she was doing now finally found the right direction.

Next, try again.

Should be cooked

Yang Ziyu's fingers moved, her gaze fell on the micro-signal she just added today, and she passed by: "Mr. Mo Nan, are you asleep?"

After sending the hair, Yang Ziyu waited for the reply there with confidence.

however……

Three minutes passed.

Her cell phone hasn't moved yet!

Yang Ziyu knocked on the phone case and pressed another line: "It seems to be sleeping, then we will see you tomorrow at school, good night."

The next day, when Mo Bei woke up, he saw two unread messages. His slender fingers slipped, and he walked into the bathroom, washing his face and brushing his teeth. His black hair was half wet, and his side face was still very clear. Handsome again.

I took the bag with one hand and threw it on my shoulder, the neck was deep.

Before Mo Bei went out, his long legs were half-bent, and his knee touched Wang Dongdong sleeping on the sofa.

Wang Dongdong was agitated: "South Brother? Is it dawn? Lying down, the topic hasn't been done yet!"

"The topic doesn't matter." Mo Bei checked why his brother gradually passed his breath all night until he was finally abandoned. The more he looked at the light, the darker his eyes were now: "When the preliminaries start, the topic will naturally have . "

(End of this chapter)