Others don't think there's anything.

Hong Hai'er opens the trumpet every day and lives on his male god candy.

His teammates are used to it, and they feel very strange that he is still a straight man.

However, after Feng Nai shook his hand, he raised a good-looking brow to this side: "Marry?" ”

Hong Hai'er was instantly excited: "Yes, male god, in front of Brother Nan, you are like a little daughter-in-law, everyone in the fan discussion group said so." ”

Feng Nai smiled and sighed casually: "How did you survive until now?" ”

"Huh? Well? "Honghai'er still has a question mark on her face.

His teammates pulled him over, tucked him behind him, and faced Feng Nai's face: "This kid's brain is not so bright sometimes. ”

"I see." Feng Nai approached with one hand in his trouser pocket, and his voice was slow: "If you want to marry, your brother Nan will marry me." ”

A cadre next to him: ......

This, whoever marries this is not quite right, right?

Two boys, aren't they??

The cats and bears gradually realized that something was not right.

But the joy of victory did not make him go to too much research.

When he approached the rest area, he put it on Mo Bei's shoulder: "Brother is too handsome, you are like a treasure, and your left hand is too good, just your hand speed just now, God, I can feel the sound when I sit next to me." ”

"Hmm." Mo Bei responded, still had very few words, and just wanted to continue to move forward with the cat and the bear.

The back collar was dragged by someone, and it was Feng Nai.

His tone was very lazy: "There's an interview." ”

"Another interview?" The cat's eyes widened: "That's right, Mo Nan's performance this time is too good, there must be." ”

Feng Nai didn't answer him, just dragged the man over and paced in the opposite direction to the lounge.

The more you go, the fewer people there are.

Mo Beigang looked at one side.

was pulled into the dressing room next to him by force.

Then there is the sound of falling locks.

Feng Nai didn't give Mo Bei any time to speak, and put one hand on her shoulder, trapping the person on the door like that: "What's going on with your left hand?" ”

"Left hand?" Mo Bei didn't answer and asked: "What's wrong with my left hand?" ”

Feng Nai looked at her, his eyes lowered: "Let me make it a little clearer?" ”

Mo Bei's finger paused.

She didn't think Feng Nai confirmed anything.

Because in the past, she rarely used the wandering position.

Even if someone sees her using it now, they won't think of her.

So Mo Bei didn't show anything, just looked at Feng Nai with a pair of eyes, black and white.

Feng Nai lowered his body and was about to say something more.

The doorknob rang.

Someone!

Mo Bei and Feng Nai glanced at each other.

Only then did the two of them remember that the place they were looking for was really not a place to talk.

"How did you lock it?"

"I don't know, what about the key, do you bring it?"

"Bring it, hurry up, take your things and leave."

I could hear the voice of a makeup artist, and there were quite a few people.

If this situation comes in.

Seeing the two of them like this, it seemed that they had done something indescribable......

Feng Nai didn't care who talked about him.

Mo Bei felt that if he really made the outside world think that a certain god was a bend, it would be too wronged.

Before Feng Nai could react, Mo Beiyi stretched out his hand and dragged the person behind the dressing table.

It was the same posture as it was in the playground.

Only this time, it was Mo Bei sitting on the ground, and Feng Nai's hand was pressed on her lap...