Feng Nai withdrew his hand with a cold gaze, he was afraid that if he held that hand again, he would crush it.

"Young Master......" Assistant Jin walked over, covered his mobile phone with one hand, and said in a low voice: "It's Mr. Yuan, when will you arrive?" ”

Feng Nai's face was dark and difficult to see, and at such a critical time, it was impossible for him not to go to this appointment: "Take her with you." ”

He?

Who?

The almighty assistant Kim also has moments of confusion.

"Bring Mo Shao with you to prevent him from inviting game netizens to meet at the base and affect training."

Assistant Jin only paused for a moment, and quickly answered "yes", after all, his professionalism is there.

Then, he turned his head to Mo Bei and said, "Then it's a lot of work, the banquet will be a little boring." ”

Mo Bei looked at the black-clothed people who came around, understood what it meant, and simply opened the car door and sat down.

Feng Nai looked sideways and didn't say a word.

Feiying was still afraid that something would happen to Mo Bei, so he kept sending messages: "Where is the young master of the Feng family taking you?" Why is it still mandatory, there are too many bodyguards around him, a little white face like him, how can he be beaten, do you want to subdue people first, looking for a chance to escape? ”

"He's on par with me, and don't call him a little white face."

When Feiying saw this reply, his mouth pursed into a straight line, it was the first time he had seen Bey so good to any man.

Forget about protecting him everywhere, and don't allow others to say it.

Feiying lowered his head and pressed the word: "I'm jealous!" ”

This time, Mobei did not return.

It's because Feng Nai glanced over here, but there was a chill in his voice that sounded like there was no change: "When you get in the car and send a message, you guys are really inseparable." ”

Mo Bei raised his eyes, and what came into view was the bottomless eyes.

Only this time it was more cold and empty than ever.

There was also an indescribable sense of danger.

Abrupt.

He leaned over, pressed her wrist, and smashed the words down, stiff and cold: "I'll let you re-elect again, accept it or not."

Mo Bei knew that he was talking about today's confession, his fingers froze there, and his heart was moved once.

But, the best thing right now is probably silence.

Can't give him any future.

It will even pull him into the abyss together.

It's not that she doesn't believe him.

But he knew too well what he was going to bear.

She didn't want him to choose between maintaining her and the Feng family.

They can all do it without caring about public opinion.

The impact of public opinion.

It's always there, and it's hard to escape where there are people.

Whatever you choose.

It's going to be very hard for him.

Then it would be better for her to make this decision.

Mo Bei raised his eyes and was about to speak.

He kissed his lips.

A faint mint tobacco aroma comes in for a moment.

Mo Bei's head was a little blank.

She forgot what to say.

There was all the emotion in that kiss.

There is a trace of unnoticed grievance in the unkindness of the comer.

Crispy numb felt like it was running around.

The tip of the tongue is a little red.

He only stepped away a little, biting the corner of her mouth fiercely.

"Don't say things I don't like to hear, little brother, I don't want to actually lock you up."

As he said this, his breath was on her lips, and he lowered it again and again.

"Be nice, understand?"

Mo Bei's breath is not stable yet, and when he can see his pupils, he is probably really unhappy, as if he is separated by a layer of black mist.