in-game.

When Feng Nai walked over casually.

This massacre is over.

So Feng Nai didn't see Mo Bei's operation.

But even so.

Three kills hung there.

It's not like it's a result that would be played at this level.

Feng Nai's eyes flashed, and the word was a sentence: "Little brother, you are playing the trumpet, right?" ”

"Hmm." Mo Bei wore headphones, turned his right hand back, and twisted his eyebrows slightly, quickly ending the game.

Feng Nai sells cute like: "It's really amazing, little brother, what's your tuba?" ”

Mo Bei didn't answer this question, but asked casually: "Why didn't you turn on the voice today?" ”

Yesterday I was shouting for help the whole time.

Although I have died many times today, it is too quiet.

Feng Nai's slender fingers paused, and he replied: "My brother is sleeping, and it's not good to disturb him." ”

"Your brother ......"

Feng Nai listened as if he wanted to say something.

finally paused, and his voice was faint: "Forget it, come to the school to find your brother in the future, don't go to the back playground." ”

Feng Nai leaned back lazily, a little curious: "Why?" ”

"Nothing." Mo Bei felt that it was not good to talk about such a thing as a fight with a little milk baby, and remembered the master's teaching, so he hesitated again, trying to make his tone as natural as possible, not so cold: "Sleep, Mo Mo Da." ”

Feng Nai's fingers paused again.

After all, this time is different from the previous one.

It's the audio version......

Feng Nai lowered his eyes, just about to reply.

"Brother, brother! The shampoo ran into my eyes! Help me! Save me! Woooooooooooooooo ”

In the bathroom, the little grandmother was rubbing her eyes, with wet black hair and curls, and was pretending to cry there.

Feng Nai's legs were already long, and he pulled a bath towel with one hand, and he could scoop people up in one step, and when he was a brother, his movements were not gentle.

However, the little grandmother was still saved, and after the bubbles in her eyes were cleaned, the little adult breathed a sigh of relief.

Sitting on the sofa in his little pants, his brother won't let him sit on the bed, and his brother won't let him sit, hum!

It's better to be a little brother!

Thinking about it, the little grandmother took her phone over and was about to send a message.

What is it!

This...... This......

"Brother!" The little grandmother had just finished taking a bath, and her little face was white and tender: "Why is there such a chat record, I obviously didn't talk to my little brother today!" ”

Feng Nai was just in a hurry to get people, and forgot to press the message withdrawal button, and now he was blocked by Linkeng, and glanced at his brother condescendingly: "Linkengkeng classmate, have you forgotten, who said yesterday that I should help him reply to the message?" ”

When the little grandmother heard this, she pulled her hair, and her little finger clicked on the screen: "That didn't let you say so much, you still have a game with your little brother, and why do you call it like that, brother, you are the same age as your little brother, and you are still called someone else's little brother." ”

Feng Nai clasped his hands, leaned to the side with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Linkengkeng, I'll help you reply to the message, the identity is you, of course the tone has to imitate you, what?" Do you still have a problem? ”

After all, the little milk is still simple.

In addition, his brother's attitude is too reasonable.

"Okay......" Xiao Nanlin originally thought that he would be able to chat with his little brother after he came out, but now it was all in vain: "In the future, the little brother will come back again, and my brother won't help me reply." ”

Feng Nai had a casual attitude and said "um" indifferently.

The little poked their little fingers there, not paying attention to the light under his brother's eyes......