After opening the shower.

Feng Nai had long forgotten that he still had a fever.

The lips that came to my mind were all close to the man's lips, thin like flower petals, and smelling of lemon, very light in color, almost a little white, but when they were stained with moisture, it was as if they were inviting him to taste it.

Scenes like that just now often appear in his dreams.

At different times, every time that person's lips would be attached to him.

And he doesn't need to take any care about it, it's like an evil thought, and he can't control it at all...

Feng Nai closed his eyes and hid some things before leaving the bathroom.

When Mo Bei was half asleep, he could still feel the moisture on that person's body.

Naturally, she put her hand on his forehead again, and only after the temperature was not so hot did she withdraw her hand.

Feng Nai could smell Mobei's body, and he didn't even understand why they were also using the hotel's shampoo.

This person always has a very good smell on his body.

It's like he's smelled somewhere.

If it was usual, Feng Nai might not be able to remember.

But today, a small figure that he had swept past suddenly appeared in his mind.

He would notice the little boy who was much shorter than him because he smelled good.

Carrying a small school bag, his short black hair is a little broken, and his pointed chin seems to be able to overlap with the person in front of him for a moment.

Although it doesn't seem to be very the same.

However, Feng Nai still paused, and asked with slightly narrowed eyes: "When you were in the World Series, did you go to Milan to watch the game?" ”

"Nope." The word Mobei is a complete lie.

Because the World Series held in Milan was participated by the Imperial League.

Feng Nai's voice was slow: "I haven't said which one it is, you just said no, and the reaction was a little fast." ”

"I don't have any money, I haven't been to any of them." Mo Bei's tone was not flat.

Feng Nai paused, how could he forget this person's family conditions and the treatment he had received in the previous team.

Probably like a person like this.

can be from the other party's words.

You can imagine a picture.

Just think of the man who was helpless.

No amount of suspicion is gone.

Feng Nai lowered his eyes: "I'll take you this time." ”

Mo Beigang looked away.

Feng Nai met her eyes: "Go as a contestant." ”

Mo Bei's pupils shook, and he buried his face in the pillow, his voice was very light, but it was different from usual: "Hmm." ”

This is the first time that someone from the Imperial League has told her about the World Series.

It feels very different.

It's not that there are no dreams.

It's just that she's been too far away from her dream.

So long that she almost forgot about it.

Now it's brought up again.

It's as if it really will come true one day.

That's what it's like to have teammates.

Mo Bei is happy, so when he falls asleep, the corners of his mouth are a little half-curved.

Feng Nai didn't do anything more, because he really needed to rest.

I woke up once or twice halfway, but Mo Bei handed him water to drink.

This will be the case after the fever is gone.

It was about two o'clock in the morning.

The two of them fell into a deep sleep.

The difference is.

Feng Nai once again dreamed of those images that made him uncontrollable, and the breath beside him became clearer and clearer.

When Mo Bei opened his eyes, all he saw was ......