Chapter 296

Xiao Ni Lin wanted to say, "Don't you give my little brother a porridge?" Not to mention that I'm here to take care of my little brother today.

But look at Yun Shen, who is sitting next to his little brother, basically giving up the idea of ​​letting his brother fight for favor.

Because the elder sister in front of him looked at him with a smile, but when he looked at his little brother, his eyes were worried and he didn't even cover up.

If you do n’t really like it, you wo n’t.

And my little brother seems to like this sister.

When two people are sitting together, they give a very good feeling.

Xiaomi Lin knew it was time to return his little brother to his girlfriend.

So even if you don't want to leave anymore, after hearing what his brother said, he waved politely with the younger brother.

Mo Bei didn't leave anyone this time because it was really not suitable.

Feng Nai still looked carelessly, one hand holding the trousers bag and tossing the medicine bag to Yun Shen: "There are instructions on it."

Five words, no more, no less.

Xiaomi Lin said goodbye to his little brother. Seeing his brother turn around and leave, he reached out and grabbed Feng Nai's trouser legs.

One large and one small just left the apartment.

When I pressed the elevator, the expressions were basically the same, without much thought.

However, Xiaomi Lin's head was a little low, and her voice was milky and yucky: "I thought I could spend more time with my brother, but his girlfriend should be able to take care of him."

Feng Nai did not speak, only looking at the floor of the elevator, apparently absent-minded, and when he got there, Liaobu took a long leg.

Xiao Ni Lin's mood was a little low, so he didn't notice his brother's different behavior in peace.

Especially the action of pulling the collar seems to have something in mind.

Inside the apartment.

After all, no one else.

Mo Bei reached out and held his lower abdomen, the pain was written on his face, and his eyes fell on Yunshen: "Why are you here?"

"You can't get through to the phone, I worry about you." Yunshen put her hand on her lower abdomen, her eyebrows tightened. "Why so cold."

Mo Bei sat there, leaning his back on the head of the bed, cracking his hair, and pale lips: "Well."

"I'll get you a cup of brown sugar water." Yunshen quickly ran out.

Like Feng Dashen, this one is also the master of non-touching spring water.

Mo Bei didn't have time to call people back.

Wait until she's lethargic before opening her eyes again.

Yunshen has returned. He still has a porcelain bowl in his hands, but his eyes are a little puzzled: "Do you cook the porridge in the kitchen? How long have you cooked it? It seems to be ready to eat."

Mo Bei paused for a moment, his voice light: "Not me."

"Isn't you?" Yunshen raised an eyebrow. "Is that Feng Dasao, speaking, why was he so close to you just now?"

Mo Bei's eyes drooped slightly: "It should be because of the residues in the bathroom, but when you come, everything can be explained."

After hearing this, Yunshen didn't relax: "What do you mean, this Master Feng has been doubting you?"

"It's not in this area, it just seems to be very familiar with my style of play. I've talked about this topic, and the rest ..." Mo Bei said here and paused: "He shouldn't make a deep association."

Yunshen looked at her: "Never after this time?"

Mo Bei didn't reply to her, only cleared her face, her pale eyes were a little darker ...

(End of this chapter)