Mo Bei's hand froze in mid-air, and he didn't speak anymore because he was too close.

And Feng Nai raised her face a little more.

Of course he knew she couldn't have grown any beard.

But the delicate touch from his fingertips made him not want to let go at all.

Especially when he could be so close to her in such a bright way, how could he easily waste this opportunity.

It takes a long time for your fingertips to shave the shaving cream.

Under the white foam, the electric shaver does not use force and cannot hurt the skin at all.

Boys know that.

Feng Nai's movements were just scratching bubbles at best, after all, he knew very well that the person in front of him didn't understand these things at all.

Just anytime.

The face in front of him was so cold that he couldn't see any waves.

This is true even in this case.

It made him even want to lower his head and kiss her hard so that she could take a good look at him.

And not like now, what he does, she is indifferent.

Feng Nai's fingertips lifted, as if he was not easily pressed against the pale lips.

After Mo Bei noticed it, his figure stepped back.

Feng Nai had a pair of deep eyes and smiled slowly: "Scratched?" ”

"Nope." Mo Bei's voice did not change: "It's almost, I'll wash my face." ”

As she spoke, she bent down and slammed the faucet and poured two handfuls of water on her face.

It really needs to calm down.

After all, in the face of that face, I will always want to coax him.

Feng Nai stood beside him, looking at Mo Bei who lowered his head and washed his face, his eyes fell on the pair of porcelain jade-like ears, and the red that flashed there made him smile in his eyes.

It seems that a certain "little brother" is not indifferent all the time.

Of course, he can't make it too obvious.

There's a whole day anyway.

Feng Nai smiled lightly and smeared the shaving cream on his chin.

It's a pity that Mo Bei was still washing his face and didn't see his methods.

At this time, Mrs. Feng came back.

She was wearing a beige long skirt with a snow-white fluff coat on the outside, her lips were still colored, and she had very delicate makeup.

"What about them?" Mrs. Feng asked.

Uncle Wang, the housekeeper, put his hands in front of him and replied with a smile: "The little young master went to the set, as for the eldest young master and Mo Shao......"

With that, the butler looked in the direction of the bathroom.

After Mrs. Feng saw the situation inside, she first paused, and then smiled.

Nair has really never been so close to anyone.

It's just that this closeness is good or bad for the old man.

She was indeed a little worried.

"It's really misleading for boys to get along now, so I can only trouble Uncle Wang to look at the people below, if Nell doesn't have this friend, it's not a good thing for anyone."

"I understand, ma'am."

Uncle Wang is smart, and he knows that it is not the people below who are being pointed at this, but him.

The situation of the eldest young master was reported to the old chairman by him.

The eldest young master himself knows very well.

But now that the eldest young master is acting so obviously, it means that he has made up his mind.

As a servant who watched the eldest young master grow up.

It was also the first time he had seen such a young master, bringing his friends home, washing and laughing together, which would not have happened at all before.

Madame was right.

If only there was no less.

It's not a good thing for anyone.

So all he sees today, he won't say.

With this assurance, Mrs. Feng laughed: "I'll go upstairs to rest, let the two of them have fun, don't disturb them." ”