After Mo Bei heard the voice, he took off his gloves, freed his hand, and replied with the word "in".

Feng Nai sat next to his brother, and with a glance, he could see the news.

The little grandmother was defenseless, and she was still happily sending a voice: "Little brother, I'm in the restaurant, waiting for the food to be served, what are you doing?" ”

Mo Bei first took a photo, followed by three words: "Make a cake." ”

"Wow!" The little grandmother's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but straighten her little body: "Cake? Is it for me? ”

Mo Bei snorted.

The little grandmother couldn't sit still at all, and pulled his brother to show off: "Look at the little brother, you're making a cake for me." ”

Feng Nai fell on the photo, I don't know if it was because there was a black oven next to it, the hand holding the milk looked extraordinarily white, and even the wrist was a little thin.

It can be seen that the other party has an apron, which is still the kind of must-have at home.

This little brother in Linkeng is really not in line with the temperament that a second middle school student should have.

Thinking of this, a slender figure standing on the wall suddenly popped up in Feng Nai's mind.

To say that it does not conform to the temperament that a secondary school student should have.

It seems that the one named Monan has been the same lately.

However, the latter is really unpleasant, Feng Nai turned his head, touched his reddish palm with his fingertips, his deep eyes were cold again, and he said casually: "Linkengkeng, your little brother didn't show his face in this picture, what's the matter?" Is it long ugly? ”

"My little brother is not ugly! He's very handsome, and if he also starts a live broadcast, it won't be anything to do with you. The little grandmother snorted: "Brother, you are just jealous that my little brother is versatile, and he is not at all different from you." ”

Feng Nai smiled, and remained casual: "You're right, I'm not at all different from your little brother, after all, your brother doesn't need to be versatile, he can eat by his appearance." ”

Little Pro: ......

He didn't want to complain about his brother's shamelessness anymore, and continued to send messages to his little brother with his head down.

Feng Nai was thinking about how many people were handsome in the second middle school.

No matter how you get the clues.

Feng Nai has never associated this "little brother" who can make cakes with Mo Nan.

Not to mention Mobei's side.

After all, the little milk is too cute.

According to general speculation, no one would think of such a child and the famous cold e-sports god in the same picture.

In addition, Mo Bei is different from Feng Nai, she never turns over other people's circle of friends.

"Hey." Feng Nai glanced at his younger brother, who was addicted to sending messages and couldn't extricate himself, and pumped his phone: "Eat." ”

Xiao Nanlin puffed out her face: "Said that I would play with my mobile phone today." ”

"It's up to me to say this kind of thing, don't you know?" Feng Nai put the shrimp dumplings on his brother's plate with his side hand.

The little grandmother ate indignantly, took a bite, and then took another bite, and forgot about his brother's shameless things.

Feng Nai noticed that the phone was shaking, and his eyes were offset, and only one message was displayed on it: "See you on Saturday." ”

Saturday?

He should be fine.

The club had a few days off.

Saturdays are also in the holiday range.

There is no need for information.

Let's take a look.

Feng Nai pointed his finger sideways, a professional e-sportsman, his hand speed is naturally fast, and he said: "Okay, little brother", and sent it over in three or two clicks.

The little milk, who was still struggling with the food, didn't notice his brother's action......