Feng Nai didn't move, and he didn't care: "What does this have to do with you pulling me to the bathroom?" Near the pit. ”

Seeing his brother's indifferent appearance, the little grandmother gritted her teeth and nodded her little toes, as if she was saying something in his brother's ear.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Nai's eyes changed, the color became darker and darker, so deep that the green vegetables in his hand fell on the board, he didn't look at it, but turned his eyes around, maintaining the action just now, and didn't move: "Blood? ”

"Uh-huh!" The little grandmother nodded heavily and said worriedly: "Is the little brother very sick, I'm afraid that we will be worried, so I won't tell us, those who are very sick on TV will vomit blood." ”

Feng Nai didn't listen carefully to what his brother said, and the thoughts in his head were a little confused.

Bathroom, blood?

Feng Nai's fingers were beaten again, and even his back was shocked.

Xiao Nanlin was still tilting his head, not understanding what happened to his brother suddenly, and he was still popularizing the reaction of patients who had seen those terminal illnesses on TV.

The more he talked, the more sad he became, and he was afraid that his little brother would be like that.

Feng Nai only gave his brother a sentence when his eyes fell: "Watch less costume dramas in the future." ”

Haematemesis?

I thought about it when I came to the pit.

But...... Feng Nai's eyes sank, and he simply put down the ingredients in his hand and strode to the bathroom.

After seeing some paper on the ground, the light-colored pupils stopped suddenly.

Then, as if there was no hesitation.

He turned and strode into the bedroom, his eyes falling intricately on the figure on the bed.

Mo Bei finally fell into a light sleep.

When the lower abdomen hurts the most, I can't resist it at all, and my whole body is uncomfortable with alternating hot and cold.

Sleep reduces pain to some extent.

It's just that handsome face, still pale without a trace of blood.

The black hair hit the pillow.

Moonlight filtered in through the window, spilling on Qingjun's eyebrows.

The shirt is high-necked and plain white.

Mo Bei was lying there, like an iceberg prince.

Feng Nai moved his gaze up and landed on Mo Bei's chest.

Originally, I wanted to press the hand to turn on the light, but I slowly changed direction, and there was a downward trend.

The slender fingers first unbuttoned the first button of the white shirt.

His eyes sank, and he was about to solve the second one.

Click.

The outside door seemed to be open.

After hearing the sound.

Mo Bei opened his eyes and looked at the handsome face of the evil man.

Xiao Nanlin happened to run over: "Brother, what are you doing?" ”

Feng Nai didn't speak, and his fingertips didn't mean to move away.

Mo Bei's hand on one side slowly tightened, and he was about to separate the man's hand.

The sound of high heels came from far and near.

Click.

Even the door to the bedroom was pushed aside by the man.

It was Yun Shen, she was still wearing a blue and white porcelain cheongsam during filming, a shawl around the outside, and her sunglasses were taken away from her hand, along with a bunch of keys.

When his gaze fell, his fingers paused.

Here's what's going on.

How could Bey's face be so ugly.

And, where did that Feng Nai put his hand!?

Mo Bei endured the stuffy pain in her lower abdomen, and did not speak, only raised her eyes to look at Yun Shen, the color of her eyes was darker than usual, the meaning was obvious, and she needed to cooperate with her to act in a wave of plays.