I closed my eyes, but I couldn't sleep.

Probably because there was an extra person next to him.

Even if you try to avoid it, you can still smell the faint smell of tobacco.

Mo Bei moved, wanting to turn his hand sideways to get the water.

The light in the room was turned on in advance by the person next to him.

Mo Bei's eyes were narrowed, and the impact that was close at hand made her pause.

The man lifted the blanket and twisted his eyebrows slightly: "Is there any mosquito repellent?" “

After hearing this, Mo Bei noticed the bag that was bitten on his white collarbone.

Probably because she has a cold physique, even in summer, she doesn't attract mosquitoes much.

So she doesn't have mosquito repellent or anything like that: "No." “

When Feng Nai heard this, he reached out to grab it again.

Mo Bei thought about it, stood up, and when he came in again, he had an extra tube of cool toothpaste and an electric mosquito repellent coil in his hand.

The toothpaste was thrown to a certain god, and the electric mosquito repellent coil was pressed on the socket.

Feng Nai looked down at the tube of toothpaste and raised his eyebrows.

"It's an itch." Mo Bei said, and looked at his back again, a large patch of red, as if he had been stung several times in a row?

When the little grandmother handed over his brother to her.

Probably not only because this person is prone to colds, but in other aspects, a certain god is much more difficult to raise than ordinary people.

However, Mo Bei also knew to some extent that the young master from a wealthy family would be like this at some point.

Because what is eaten is the best.

The environment of the Feng family, raised is basically no different from the sons of the ancient family.

Combined with personal physique and long-term training, the resistance will not be able to keep up.

Unbeknownst to him, his back was flushed, and he was carelessly applying toothpaste to his collarbone.

Suddenly, there is an extra hand on the back, which is slightly cool.

Feng Nai's figure suddenly stopped, and his gaze fell.

Mo Bei explained in a faint voice: "I also have it on my back, give me the toothpaste." ”

Feng Nai didn't say anything and threw the toothpaste over.

Then, there's the cooler touch than just now.

He could feel fingertips sliding across his back.

His eyes deepened slightly.

Between the snorts, there seemed to be a familiar crispness remaining.

The reflection of the two men was reflected in the floor-to-ceiling window next to it.

Feng Nai also swept it unintentionally, and the eyes that came to the side stopped, and then he withdrew his gaze, and then opened his mouth casually: "You do this to anyone?" ”

"So?" Mo Bei looked at him, his eyes were very light.

Feng Nai hooked the corners of his mouth, and there was not much warmth in his eyes: "You are so good at taking care of people, are you using the same set you did to your girlfriend on me?" “

"It's not." When Mo Bei said this, he put away the toothpaste, and his voice was not flat: "What happened in the game before, I thought too simply, I owe you an explanation." ”

Feng Nai sneered: "Guilty? ”