"Don't use your phone?" Feng Nai is biased.

Mo Bei didn't say it anymore, but it would seem that there was a problem, and he only indifferently reported a string of numbers, and that face, when he looked clean and fair, always had an indescribable sense of abstinence.

In fact, Feng Nai doesn't remember it very carefully, all his thoughts are spent on watching someone, but he saves his phone number, after all, he always has to make a show.

There is a mobile phone in Mobei that is silent, and it is still the brand of Nokia at the beginning.

Because of the previous incident, next, to receive her brother's text messages, Mo Bei uses this mobile phone.

Watching Feng Nai call over.

Mo Bei's eyes didn't move.

The only thing that lit up was her phone, which she kept in the pocket of her uniform.

Since there is no sound, it will not be noticed.

Feng Nai's eyes were also very light: "No one answered." ”

"Strange numbers, I shouldn't answer them." Mo Beigang finished speaking.

Over there, Feng Nai laughed again, this time a little absent-mindedly: "Really? It's so cute. ”

Mobei: ...... The second time, praise her for being cute.

Isn't it the norm not to answer calls from strangers.

Why is it an adjective like cute?

"Is there anything your sister particularly likes, though?" Feng Nai leaned back and looked at someone sideways: "Since you're going to participate in the chef competition, you must like to cook just like you, right?" ”

Mo Bei didn't know if he was tempting, or if he was really inquiring about his hobbies, and his eyes darkened: "Well, I like it, I learned to cook from her." ”

"What about the others?" Feng Nai accidentally said the real purpose: "Something else, what do you like?" ”

Mo Bei raised his eyebrows: "Me? ”

Feng Nai didn't move: "You and your sister are dragon and phoenix fetuses, and the things you like should be the same." ”

"It's not quite the same." The personalities are all different, and the only thing they like in common is playing games.

Feng Nai raised his eyebrows: "Since this is the case, then next, you have to help me." ”

"Help?" Mo Bei's words are still very few.

Feng Nai seemed a little embarrassed, his thin face turned red, and then he coughed: "I've never chased anyone." ”

Mo Bei waited for his follow-up.

Who knew that a certain big myth turned around, with a faint mockery: "Except for chasing you in the game, who knew that you would be a man, since that time, I have never had a good impression of anyone." ”

Mo Bei's eyebrows twisted slightly, and his handsome face hesitated, that incident was indeed ......

"It's not really traumatic." Feng Nai began to guide lightly: "It's just that I don't have the confidence to chase anyone." ”

If cats and bears hear this, they will definitely squirt.

It can be said that the boss of this kind of appearance is too white lotus.

So many people are waiting to be nice to him.

Obviously he doesn't like it.

Why did you lose the confidence to chase others?

Feng Nai seemed to be a little helpless, his black hair fell, covering his eyes, three points true and seven points false, with a good-looking arc of his chin, like a demon who fell into the world, handsome with melancholy: "Now I finally like someone, but I don't dare to confess directly, I am worried that the other party will not only not have a good impression of me, but will completely push me away because he hates such feelings..."

Feng Nai did not say the latter sentence.

Mo Bei looked sideways, thinking about whether to comfort the other party or feed him directly.

The voice from there came again: "You look the same, and the closer we will be in the future, it should help me to be able to speak so naturally in front of your sister." ”