Feng Nai looked at the other side and didn't speak, his light-colored eyes sank again, and his fingertips didn't stop: "Little brother, are you still playing games?" I can't wait, I want to score. ”

After knocking, add an emoji and send.

"Well, hit." Mo Bei looked at the chat dialog box and restored his usual attribute of not talking much.

Based on her understanding of Xiao Nanlin, although she usually likes to complain about her brother, she thinks that the best one is still Xiao Nanlin.

Mo Bei is also a person with an elder brother, so he doesn't want to continue to play the other party's words like this.

After all, the other party is still a child.

It's not the same as cats and bears.

Mo Bei moved his fingers, clicked on the game screen, and then sent an invitation message.

Feng Nai clicked on it casually, just playing it as a usual game, anyway, with the water evaluation of the little brother in Linkeng, as long as he can lie down.

So for this game, Feng Nai didn't care very much, but was still thinking about how to lie down for a while, so as to be more in line with the pit goods standard of Linkeng.

However, in the next second.

His fingers froze suddenly.

I can clearly see the danger that suddenly rises when his light-colored pupils fall on the game screen.

It's like a raging storm that is coming.

It was as if layers of thick fog hung over his eyes, and the color was extremely black.

That's right.

Whether it's an image or a game ID.

It's exactly the same as he remembers.

Good, apprentice, son!

Many questions filled Feng Nai's brain in an instant.

Why does this little brother use the account of a good man.

It's he who knows the good guy.

Or is he himself ......

Feng Nai's originally lazy and casual fingers tightened slightly at this moment, and his throat was still burning, but he would not be stupid enough to do something like a cat and a bear.

After taking a sip of mineral water, Feng Nai's eyes were half-squinted, and he pressed his mobile phone word by word: "Little brother, is it you?" ”

Mo Bei's voice said with a faint "um": "Ready." ”

"When did the little brother change his name, I can't even recognize it." Feng Nai now found that the fact that there are a lot of words in the pit is sometimes not useless, and it is very convenient to confirm some things.

Mo Bei didn't say much: "Trumpet." ”

Really?

Trumpet?

Feng Nai looked at the game screen he entered, stood up with long legs, copied into his trouser pocket with one hand, and held his mobile phone in the other, his eyes were dark and dark, and his side face seemed to be hidden in the dark, with an unknown expression.

No wonder they intentionally or unintentionally inquire about the good man.

He also thought it was because the little brother of Linkengkeng also liked gossip.

Now, it seems, not.

"What are you playing with, little milk?" The cold and indifferent voice sounded in his ears again.

After hearing this, Feng Nai laughed, and it was clearly full of mockery, but he didn't forget to type: "You want to fight the assassin, little brother." ”

"Okay." Mo Bei left the assassin position to the other party, chose another role, and officially started the game.

Feng Nai's eyes swept over the screen inch after inch, and if there was anything he was most reluctant to recall, it was that he had once moved his heart on the Internet.

to a virtual character in a game.

Without knowing who the other party is.

Think this person is good in every way.

Probably because the other party is not noisy at all.

So not only did I buy a couple outfit in the game, but I also wanted to meet each other in reality.

Now that I think about it.

Really......