Chapter 243: The Next Show

Very light sigh, probably no one will hear.

Mo Bei just copied the trousers bag with one hand, his eyes were still pale.

Feng Nai looked at the person in front of him and said casually: "Let's go, assist the little brother and start the next show."

Next show?

Mo Bei's eyes fell over and did not move.

At this time, Feng Nai smiled suddenly, there was no temperature at the bottom of his eyes, and his right hand was stretched out, so he put his arm on Mo Bei's shoulder: "What? Want to escape?

"No." Mo Bei's voice was very light, and his footwork stopped. He was getting used to this way of getting along with each other.

Feng Nai tilted her eyes, her face was blocked by a mask, and she could not see any expression.

The people on the sidelines were confused by this scene.

Didn't you say reject?

Then why take a little brother's shoulder.

What exactly does this mean?

Feng Nai is just getting closer, so it is easy to observe each other.

But it is clear that confession does not seem to be special to this person.

Even rejected in front of so many people.

As long as you don't really like it.

Such things probably don't matter.

Ah.

Right.

For someone with a girlfriend.

Confession is commonplace.

Even if it is already boring.

But to make myself less bored.

Feng Nai still called a car over.

Mo Bei could feel the coldness from Feng Nai's body.

After getting in the car.

The driver asked, "Where are the two?"

Both sat behind.

But the distance is a little far away.

Mo Bei didn't speak, after all, she didn't know where to go next.

however……

"Report your home address." Feng Nai's voice was very light, wearing a black mask, playing with her mobile phone in her right hand, and looking at the scenery outside the window, she seemed a little absent-minded.

After hearing this, Mo Bei looked at him: "Renhe Apartment ..."

The address was reported, but her eyes did not move away from Feng Nai's body.

I probably realized that the little brother Linkengkeng was watching him.

Feng Nai turned her head, as if smiling, lazily: "What? No second show, lost?"

Mo Beimu said faintly, "Captain, just be happy."

"Unhappy." Feng Nai said slowly, leaning back, and his legs became more slender: "So it's not over."

There was no emotional "um" from Mo Bei.

Feng Nai saw this, and her eyes became darker.

This little brother in Linkengkeng really cares nothing except his girlfriend.

Mo Bei could feel the colder breath on him.

But I do n’t understand, because what has increased the hatred of the other party.

Next, neither of them spoke.

Instead, Feng Nai answered the phone and only said, "No, just wait."

"Feng Shao is really kind." The man said again, "I bought everything you want, and there is one more thing that will definitely help Feng Shao."

Feng Nai was absent-minded: "I see."

"Then I'll wait for Feng Shao to come, or should Feng Shao bring that person to play on my party?"

Feng Nai supported his chin with one hand: "No."

Two words, no more, no less

The man laughed over the phone: "I know that Feng Shao is clean and happy, but to deal with people who are posing as girls on the Internet, you should take him out and let everyone know that Feng Shao probably doesn't know. Such people are very likely Bend, you know.

(End of this chapter)