Poke, poke his face?

Poke him in the face!

Mo Nan's breathing is about to be stopped, okay!

"Then why is this expression?" Feng Nai's voice didn't change, his slender fingers as if he had been shaved, poking the corners of the other party's lips, as usual, very carelessly.

But all this is for Monan.

It's a thunderbolt!

Poke in the face?

Who's going to give him this big straight man a science popularization, a boy pokes another boy's face, what kind of sassy operation is this?!

Is this still the King he knows?

The king who wouldn't glance at anyone standing next to him.

For fear of getting into any bacteria, I can't wait to keep a distance of more than one meter from people at school.

Poke your face, hehehehe......

Could it be that the other party is a fake?

And he doesn't know whose face he poked, the boss of the second middle school!

Mo Nan endured it hard, and there was no broken gong on his face.

Even if he wanted to wave the man's hand away.

You have to block it with a clear face.

He had to match his sister's temperament.

Where Cheng thought, the person standing opposite him smiled, and his voice was not warm: "This little brother is really, after the date, he won't even be allowed to touch his face?" ”

What did he call him?

Little, brother, brother?

Damn, he won't dare to look directly at the word little brother in the future, okay!

Mo Nan continued to endure, with a blank expression.

Also, what does he mean by that.

This guy used to touch his sister's face a lot?

No, he has to hold back, he can't do it.

Just when Mo Nan lowered his eyes and suppressed his emotions.

Feng Nai's arm suddenly came over, and it seemed to fall on his shoulder very naturally: "Isn't it that you ended the date early, are you so unhappy?" ”

Mo Nan froze: ......

Although his sister said that she and the other party have a good relationship now.

However, Mo Nan never thought that it would be such a good relationship?

It's not that Mo Nan hasn't seen this person get along with the vice president of No. 1 Middle School.

That's probably a brother.

After school, we basically eat together.

And the vice president of No. 1 Middle School seems to be in the same elementary school as Feng Nai.

But he hasn't done this to the vice president!

At most, it appears on the same screen.

How did you get to his sister...... Greetings, poking faces, hooking shoulders?

Forget about hooking shoulders and backs, after all, normal boys will do it.

What's the deal with poking in the face.

If it weren't for the fact that he knew that the other party was a straighter straight man than him, he would ......

"What does this smell like on you?" Feng Nai spoke, interrupting Mo Nan's thoughts.

Monan struggled to get used to each other, his face expressionless: "Taste? ”

"Hmm." Feng Nai's eyebrows twisted slightly, and he moved a little closer, and his eyes were lowered: "It's different from your usual taste, there is no lemon flavor, it's another taste......"

Mo Nan wants to say, you don't know it, big brother, you even have to distinguish what the taste is!?

What to do?

Flavor.

How did his sister's taste come from?

He didn't know at all.

But the other party seemed to care about this kind of thing very much, and his body was lowered a little, and even the deep eyes brought out the meaning of review, the high bridge of the nose, and the dangerous face, slowly leaned in his direction.

Mo Nan's heart is beating fast enough now that he can be sent directly to the emergency room, shouldn't he be discovered like this?

I rub this really.

Monan looked at the face.

Immediately after, I don't know what he was thinking, and his eyes changed deeply: "What the hell are you..."