The man took off his suit and put it on him, and when he leaned over, his thin lips spat out softly, "Can you do it?"

What the?!

The corners of Mo Beiyan's mouth stiffened, his mood at the moment was indescribable, he raised his hand and pushed him on the shoulder, "Get out of the way!"

Mo Nanjue actually turned sideways, and he sneered, "Planted, right?"

Mo Beiyan glared at him, "You say one more word?!"

"You're planted. ”

"I didn't plant it!"

"Yes, you didn't plant it," Mo Nanjue raised his hand to arrange his collar for him, and his slender index finger wiped the ketchup on the lower side of his face for him, and smiled very badly, "You just went to the women's toilet and grabbed a bag, not to mention planting." ”

Depend on!

Mo Beiyan glared at him fiercely, Mo Nanjue bit the three words in his mouth but couldn't shout out, today he was really angry from beginning to end, "Do I still need to grab the bag?!"

"Isn't it to satisfy psychological needs?"

Mo Nanjue suddenly took a few steps back, he stretched out his hand, and his entourage hurriedly handed over a mobile phone, the man raised his hand after taking it, Mo Beiyan was stunned, and then he heard the sound of taking pictures and then sounded-

Click!

Mo Nanjue withdrew his hand and put the phone in his pocket, "Chenchen will definitely like it." ”

Mo Beiyan: "......"

Mo Nanjue turned around and stepped into the car, he put up his legs, "Don't come up yet, are you waiting for the next wave of reporters?"

“……”

Someone even has a heart-to-heart tear.

The entourage handed Mo Beiyan a coat to put on, he got into the car, the door slammed shut, Mo Nanjue sat on the seat inside, he shook the whiskey glass in his hand, "Are you a cosplay boy?"

Mo Beiyan picked up a wet towel to wipe his face, and almost punched him when he heard the words, "It's cool to hurt me?!"

Mo Nanjue nodded honestly, "The body and mind are very refreshing." ”

“……”

Who are these people?!

Mo Beiyan's chest rose and fell violently a few times, and Mo Nanjue laughed out loud, "A woman can't handle it, are you failing on the street?"

“……”

Mo Nanjue glanced at him a few times, and the charm of the smile was extraordinarily unbeatable, Mo Beiyan picked up his fist and smashed it towards his shoulder, "You laugh again?!"

"You're allowed to go into the women's bathroom and grab your bag, and I'm not allowed to laugh?"

"Lord Monan!"

"What's your name, I'm the one with your picture. ”

Mo Beiyan: "......"

Is this what he is?!

Mo Nanjue looked at his iron-blue side face, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt good, "Is it the woman who pretended to be in Jinghao Court last time?"

Mo Beiyan suddenly reacted, "Damn, it turned out that you were looking for it!"

"It's just a college student, you can't even handle it?"

"You're going to get rid of the child dye?!"

"Isn't it?"

“……”

Mo Beiyan turned his head away with a cold face and ignored him.

How do you feel that the roles of the two have been reversed?

Mo Nanjue picked up a glass of wine and handed it to him, "Isn't it very simple, she is obviously short of money, if she really wants to play, she can get it for a little money." ”

The corners of Mo Beiyan's mouth twitched when he heard this, "That's how you got the dyeing master?"

"She's pure, she doesn't need money to do it," Mo Nanjue's eyelids jumped slightly, with the expression of a senior flower picking expert, he began to mislead and teach his own brother step by step: "For women, it is to be hard, the harder she is, the more she likes it, understand?"

Mo Beiyan's thin lips pursed tightly, and a sentence came out for a long time, "Really?"

"Of course," Mo Nanjue nodded, his unfathomable expression was not leaking, "Just look at Tong Ran, I have always been her." ”