Originally, he was going to continue to mock him.

But seeing the cold young man standing in front of him, he suddenly raised his hand and put it on his shoulder, and even his voice was light: "Thank you captain for helping me speak." ”

Feng Nai paused obviously, even his light-colored eyes were a little deep, and his gaze fell on the hand that was only on his right side, how could he laugh at it?

The reporter who interviewed also saw this scene and whispered to the person next to him: "I really didn't expect that the relationship between K God and Mobei to the south is so good." ”

Listening to the words behind him, Feng Nai wanted to shake off the hand, but he could only withdraw it.

Let someone walk forward on his shoulder.

It's just to make some internal incompatible remarks when the time comes.

It's really annoying.

Feng Nai's face is still very handsome, careless, and a little lazy and noble.

It wasn't until he got around the corner that Feng Nai stopped and glanced at someone's hand on his shoulder.

Mo Bei also followed his gaze, and there was no emotion on his face.

Feng Nai opened his mouth and said slowly: "This auxiliary little brother, you can say thank you, what's the matter with my shoulder?" ”

"Men express themselves like this." Mo Bei's face was indifferent: "Haven't you also hugged the neck of a cat and a bear before, the same emotion." ”

Feng Nai grabbed his trouser pocket with one hand and raised his eyebrows: "You can't see any emotions on your face at all." "What kind of expression between men, this little brother is learning from him?

Thinking of this, Feng Nai tilted his head and smiled: "Then why don't you grab my neck?" ”

"It's not pretty." Mo Bei still doesn't talk much.

When Feng Nai heard this, he simply didn't speak, and directly started his hand and wrapped someone's neck with one hand, as if he pressed Mo Bei's whole person in his arms: "It's so beautiful?" ”

Mo Bei was a little caught off guard, the black hair was messy, and his breath was a little mixed: "Hmm." ”

Feng Nai looked at the person who was holding his neck, his porcelain white skin, like milk, and the feeling of his hand was very soft, completely different from that of cats and bears.

Probably because that face is usually too cold, but at this time it is closer, and it is under his control.

That's how it feels.

Feng Nai looked at the collarbone of the battle uniform that was faintly exposed because of the pulling, and before his eyes deepened, he looked away, and even took his hand back and copied it back into his trouser pocket.

"When you used to play, you did it on purpose?"

Mo Bei pulled the zipper of his uniform, and his voice was still light: "What is deliberate?" ”

"Follow me, as if you want me to protect you." Feng Nai's taunting skills came up again: "You still say that you didn't sell cute? ”

Mo Bei raised his eyes and remained cold: "At that time, I just played assist, and I was not very familiar with the passerby bureau, following you, I was practicing the linkage of the middle field, and I saw if the playing style was suitable." ”

"Really?" Feng Nai was careless: "Shouldn't that also explain how you went from being so good to becoming so strong?" ”

Mo Bei's left hand under the battle uniform paused, and then said, "Practice more." ”

Feng Nai took a step forward: "Your consciousness and positioning, calculating the overall situation are also practiced? ”

"It's not." Mo Bei's mood remained unchanged: "It has something to do with the fact that I played the assassin position before, and I can somewhat predict the other party's actions." ”

Mo Nan used to be an assassin.

Feng Nai retracted his gaze: "Since you can play support, why didn't you try this style of play if you weren't in the previous team." ”

"The previous team ......" Speaking of this, Mo Bei paused: "You don't need me, no matter what position you play." ”