Mo Bei didn't know that Feng Nai hadn't been related to the live broadcast yet, and she thought that after she said it, the live broadcast platform had been shut down.

Feng Nai is still the same as before, with one hand supporting the side of his face, and the corners of his lips are hooked with a faint arc, but the lip flap is still white, probably because he is still feverish.

When Mo Bei walked over, he saw him like this.

This time, instead of testing his temperature with his hands, he shook the thermometer and handed it to him: "Try it." ”

Feng Nai didn't refuse, he buried his head in lifting the white T on his body, and casually put the blouse on the back of the chair, and his movements were very handsome.

It's even like a professional model backstage, preparing before the catwalk.

Mo Bei's eyes lit up, he didn't expect him to make such a move, and tried his best to avoid his abdominal muscles.

Feng Nai took the thermometer from Mo Bei's hand, because it was too close, the smooth and beautiful lines were almost visible.

It even seems that the residual temperature on it can be felt.

Mo Bei retracted his gaze, knowing that the more this situation was, the more he couldn't show anything unusual.

Because taking off a shirt is too common among boys

But it will still be affected.

She couldn't just watch that person dangling in front of her eyes with her upper body bare.

"Isn't the captain thinking about it?" Mo Bei said, stretched out his hand, and threw his shirt to him again: "Put it on."

Feng Nai didn't have any intention of moving: "When I have a fever, I hate to wear a shirt. ”

Mo Bei wanted to say something.

Feng Nai opened his mouth again casually: "Anyway, I'm going to sleep after drinking the medicine, what's the matter, you still want me to sleep in clothes like you?" "Such an eye-catching suit, he really wanted to tear it off.

Mo Bei's voice was indifferent: "The hotel has a nightgown. ”

"Tasteful." Feng Nai's sentence is not a routine.

Mo Bei also knew how sensitive he was to smells.

Tell yourself to forget it.

It would be more practical to ask him to drink more medicine.

This time, Feng Nai didn't take the water cup and take it away, and spun it around in his hand.

It looks like I'm going to drink medicine.

As a result, in the next second, his hand didn't know why, and it was slightly off.

A whole cup of the powder was all sprinkled on the hem and cuffs of Mo Bei's clothes.

Mo Bei paused.

Feng Nai immediately took the paper to wipe it: "I didn't pay attention just now, I didn't burn you, right?" ”

"Nope." Mo Bei looked at the blazer on his body, obviously he couldn't wear it anymore: "I'll call room service." ”

Room service?

Does this mean that you still want to continue wearing it?

Feng Nai sat there with indistinguishable eyes, and the coldness at the corners of his mouth instantly increased.

There is also a game account logged in to Mobei on the computer.

The screen kept coming in with messages.

After glancing at it, Feng Nai continued to refuse.

Probably the people over there were rejected to the point of helplessness.

The verification mode is directly enabled.

"Hey, why don't you get through."

"Didn't I play well just now?"

"If you're not bringing treatment, it's not certain who kills whom."

"Why is it a refusal? Aren't you Chinese people the most polite? ”

"Okay, friend, you reject me, you won't have to refuse another fight, right?"

"Still disagree? If you know who I am, I will definitely regret your actions now. ”

After Feng Nai, who was not in a very good mood, saw the news, there was still a slight coolness in the corners of his eyes, and he only had to type one word: "Oh? ”

"You're finally back to me!"