Chapter 1282 One Thousand Two Hundred and Eighty-Three

Then, he pulled her. It was very fast, and Mo Bei didn't have time to shake it off, and she didn't raise her eyebrows until her back was against the quilt.

Under normal circumstances, girls will always blush and heartbeat when they encounter this.

But this kind of thing rarely happens to Mo Bei, even in this case, she just raised her hand and put it behind his head, naturally combing his black hair with her fingers, with a clear and indifferent face.

It felt like the other party was just a cat in her hand.

However, cats also have times when they stretch out their claws, not to mention that Feng Nai was originally a wolf by nature.

Some things have always been self-taught, especially when the fingertips are delicate and shallow.

He was also more sure that the sweetness in the air was indeed emanating from under his hands, whether it was the taste or the touch of his fingertips, it made Feng Nai's blood begin to wake up, and even the breath sprinkled on Mo Bei's ears changed slightly.

Mo Bei's eyebrows were slightly raised, and he was about to speak.

The man had already bitten her snow-white neck, Mo Bei's eyes lit up, and he wanted to push the person away, but it was too late.

Unlike when he was awake, Feng Nai at this time had no reason at all.

If it weren't for Mo Bei's force value online, his hand didn't know where it would go.

Syllable!

You can hear it.

It's on the back of the shoulder.

In addition, Mo Bei also learned his way and bit back.

Because of the slight pain, Feng Nai opened his eyes, and without the cover of glasses, he could clearly see the changes.

The other party's black hair was long, and it was slightly messy.

"Are you awake?" Mo Bei asked, his mood was light, but his voice was a little sandy because of his previous movements.

After seeing this scene, Feng Nai's eyes darkened, and there was danger in his suffocating handsome face: "It seems that our bey god is really lacking in knowledge about the affairs of men and women..."

As he spoke, his breath slowly fell behind her ears: "How can you make a man sober up like this?" ”

Mo Bei looked at him: "There is a game today. ”

This sentence made Feng Nai stop, and after a while, he pulled his hand out of that delicacy.

But some things didn't calm down so quickly, especially when she was in the place where he could reach as soon as he stretched out his hand, and her attitude was no longer as absolute as before, as if as long as he got a little closer, so that she was no longer so calm, she would obey him, and such thoughts were like a fire, starting to spread from his fingertips, and even the beast that was locked up in his heart smelled faintly, as long as its owner was a little more cunning, it would become sweet at his fingertips......