This is a question that Feng Nai also wants to know.

In front of the computer, he reached out and took off his headphones.

As he moved, the pure black hair fell, covering his eyes.

But the one hand in the trouser pocket, the long body and jade appearance, oozing clear.

Grandma Gray can't understand it, shouldn't the boss be happy if she wins the game?

No matter how you look at it, it looks like it's air-conditioned.

On the cat, cat and bear side, there are two worlds, and he stretched out his hands to hug Mo Bei: "Brother, I can't see it, you still hide a trick, I'll go, your left hand is no less powerful than my bey god!" ”

After hearing the familiar name, Mo Bei's hand under the sleeve paused slightly, but there was no expression on her face, she only blocked the person, her mood was very light, and her translucent cold white complexion said: "If you say this, the fans of the Bey God will beat me." ”

"That's right, it's a bit of a trick." The cat and bear didn't realize that this was a statement, and seeing that his brother didn't want him to hug him, he simply changed the position of his hand and put it on the other party's shoulder: "But your hidden strength is enough to hide." ”

Mo Bei didn't speak immediately.

Because she knows what cats and bears can perceive.

That person must have seen it more clearly.

How to make excuses.

is the key.

Mo Bei's eyes raised lightly: "I didn't deliberately hide it, I planned to change hands during the national competition, and I was studied in advance, so I was more passive." ”

"I see." The cat and bear patted their hands there: "Think about the overall situation so much, brother, admire it below!" ”

At this moment, Feng Nai opened his mouth casually, and his voice was cold: "This kind of words, only you believe it, you, come with me." ”

The cat and bear are just about to turn back.

I saw their boss, one of them stretched out his hand and dragged his brother away?!

This? Is it going to be medicated again?

Apparently not.

However, Feng Nai did still have a smile on the corner of his mouth, but the temperature in his eyes was even lower than just now.

Two people around the corner.

He looked down at Mo Bei, his lingering light eyes, with a slight mockery: "This auxiliary little brother, it seems that there are a lot of flaws in changing back to the main hand to play the game." ”

Mo Bei looked sideways, that face was like a fine porcelain jade, noble and abstinent, just looking at Feng Nai.

The black and white eyes, combined with the temperament on the body, inexplicably seem a little contrasting.

Feng Nai raised his eyebrows and lowered his figure: "Don't pretend." ”

Mo Bei opened his mouth, and his mood was still light: "I really didn't understand what the captain meant." ”

"Oh?" Feng Nai was careless: "So your style of play is like bey, how are you going to explain it?" ”

Mo Bei looked at his hand, and his black eyelashes made a dark shadow: "I am me, Mo Bei to the south, I don't need to hit with my left hand, also because I heard such words." ”

Feng Nai narrowed his eyes, and lowered his eyes a little.

Mo Bei just raised his eyes.

If the two people are so close, they can even touch the breath.

Feng Nai paused, widened the distance, and said in a slow tone: "Why didn't you use your left hand before, just because you were worried about being said." ”

"I can play with my right hand and left hand, I didn't have the opportunity to use my left hand before, after all, there is a captain, and today I was injured in my right hand, so I thought of changing hands." Mo Bei's sentence is not a lie.

Feng Nai heard something else in it, the corners of his mouth suddenly hooked, and he mocked lightly: "Listening to your words, it seems to be saying that a small-scale competition like the city and provincial competitions doesn't need you to change to your left hand to fight at all, this little brother, you are really powerful." ”