Mo Bei always felt that there was a familiar belly black aura in that smile.

Even if Feng Yi was restrained, he didn't hide the playfulness in his eyes when he looked at his phone: "I have treasured this photo for a long time, and I have never shown it to anyone." As he spoke, his fingers stopped, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became stronger: "It's over." ”

Mo Bei looked over, and his eyes, which were originally emotionless, made a trace of waves.

On the screen, it is a little person about five years old, because of the skin color, "she" looks like a porcelain doll, the cat's eyes are big and round, black without any impurities, but when looking at the camera, with the arrogance that does not belong to "her" at that age, even with the eyebrows are slightly twisted, as if a little impatient, but it does not affect the beauty of "her" at all, especially "she" is wearing a Lolita-style gauze skirt, as if she came out of a comic, and the eyebrows and eyes are still somewhat similar to those of the little milk when you look closely.

However, "she" seems to be a little softer, because "she" is squatting with a small figure, teasing the little white cat very milkily.

Mo Bei is inherently resistant to small children.

Especially this type.

But Uncle Feng also said it just now.

This picture is ...... It's that guy......

Mo Bei's reaction was much slower than usual.

As if he still didn't believe it, his fingertips touched the screen: "This is him?" ”

"Hmm." Feng Yi blinked and smiled: "Except for the family, no one else has ever seen him like this, at that time his resistance was still small, and he could only be at the mercy of the family, at that time, there was a wedding, the little flower girl who was supposed to come was sick, the clothes were still there, it had to be replaced by a little girl, and his mother let him wear a skirt, how about it?" Isn't it different from the one you usually see? ”

Mo Bei stretched out his hand and lit up the screen again.

Look at the little man's slightly pursed lip line.

It's almost a bit of a love affair.

"It's cuter."

With three words, Feng Yi discovered more and more the purpose of his poisonous nephew.

Especially Xiao Budian, whose eyes were still slightly dim just now, has now begun to click on his mobile phone screen again and again, and the corners of his mouth have softened faintly.

Feng Yi chuckled: "I'll send you the photo." ”

"Okay." Mo Bei's words were still not much, and he looked sideways, thinking that there was a new mobile phone screensaver that could be used.

Just as soon as she received the picture.

The screen lit up, and a call came in.

It was Feng Nai, and after connecting it, his voice didn't sound much different: "Where are you?" ”

Even if Mobei leaves, he won't leave on this day.

She wants to take advantage of these two days to train the new assistant.

"On the way."

Mo Bei didn't lie about this, even if she had already started to prepare for the end of leaving, she would definitely go to the dinner, after all, this was the first time they had won side by side in a national competition.

At this time, the coldness in Feng Nai's eyes was a little less.

It's just that Mobei can't see it.

He put his hand behind his back, as if he was just stating the facts: "I haven't ordered anything yet, I've been waiting for you, and my hungry stomach hurts a little." ”

It's obviously a faint sound quality.

Inexplicably, Mo Bei heard the emotions hidden there.

Similar grievances, or loneliness?

Mo Bei was already ashamed of him.

After all, today's game.

At a time when the coaches didn't believe her.

He was the one who gave her free rein to play.

The buff in the jungle was given to her as well.

And she was planning to leave.

Now I hear him say that his stomach hurts.

Mo Bei's heart trembled slightly......