It's better to sleep separately.

Feng Nai didn't know the routine he had worked so hard to prepare.

But because of his own face, all of them were invalid.

He watched Mo Bei spread the quilt, and then said with a side face: "Something to call me." ”

Feng Nai raised his eyebrows: "Where are you going?" ”

"Sofa." Mo Bei's voice was very light.

Feng Nai lowered his eyes: "Sleep on the sofa, you don't want your arms anymore?" Or do you want to lose in the final tomorrow? ”

This tone made it clear that he would not let Mo Bei out of the bedroom.

Mo Bei thought about it, took out another quilt from the closet, and then spread it on the ground, and took a blanket and a spare pillow: "I'll lay on the floor." ”

Feng Nai glanced at it, couldn't find any problems, and his eyes narrowed.

Mo Bei didn't give him time to react either.

After it was laid, he reached out and pressed out the wall lamp.

Feng Nai sat on the bed, his eyes were a little cold, this was not the result he wanted.

At least, though, in the same room.

It wasn't that he didn't feel the sudden alienation.

In addition, when he turned his eyes sideways, he just saw that the person was replying to a message, and his eyes became darker: "The assistant's message? ”

"No, it's Yunshen."

However, there were only five words, but Feng Nai's fingers stopped there.

The idea of pulling someone into bed was also dispelled.

It seems that no matter how much he does, once he touches Yunshen, anything can be beaten back to its original shape.

Feng Nai looked at the slender and straight back, he just regarded him as the captain.

He has been tasting this taste again and again recently.

Wait until after the provincial races.

After he told the man everything.

That's the end of it.

Including now wanting to get his mood.

Feng Nai stretched out his hand and crossed his arm, blocking his forehead.

Mo Bei seemed to be thinking about something.

Two people, one on the bed and one on the ground.

None of them were asleep.

If it is usual, it will definitely cause insomnia.

But they are all professional players and understand how important the next final is.

So these two people are forcing themselves to sleep, even if they are not in the mood, they all close their eyes.

The next day.

Black Flame's van appeared on time at the downstairs of the apartment.

As soon as the cat and bear looked at these two people, they felt that there was something wrong.

But where the specific problem is, he looked at it for a long time, and he didn't see the reason.

"Boss, your phone." The cat and bear suddenly remembered a serious matter: "The base that someone sent last night, I will help you fill the electricity." ”

Feng Nai didn't have to think about it to know who it meant to send the phone back.

Pick it up, it's all news.

Feng Nai didn't reply, and pressed off the screen.

The cat and bear were a little stunned, he thought that the first thing the boss did when he got the mobile phone was to refute the rumors for his brother.

After all, they were together during the live broadcast that day, why didn't they mention it even when they mentioned it?

Is it because of a bad mood?

The cat and bear especially want to say, this is the provincial finals, can you show a mental outlook!

Although the atmosphere in the car is usually like this.

But it's not always so light between those two people.

The cat and bear scratched their hair, and some didn't quite understand.

What the hell is going on?

Feng Yi sat in the co-pilot, and through the rear mirror, he could see that his nephew had returned to his usual coldness, wearing a battle uniform jacket, and looked out of the window.

Mo Bei knew that when she got up today, a certain god was not in a good mood, but this time she resisted the urge to feed.

There are some things that really can't be habitual.

Because the habit is so hard to quit...