She lay under his palm, her waist so thin that it looked like he could break it with one hand.

The expression is always cold and cold, as if with snow.

But today, I don't know if it's because of the rain outside, her thin lips are stained with a little moisture, and the blazer that covered her yesterday was thrown on the ground aside.

All of this makes it difficult for Feng Nai to say stop.

It is a man's nature to face the girl he likes, to possess her and make her completely belong to herself.

Especially a ruthless person like Feng Nai, he will have countless thoughts, he will think about which method he wants to use to get her, will make her only himself in her eyes, and want to see what she will be like when she is the most uncontrollable.

He even tried to make her cry, making her even the tails of her eyes red.

If he went any further, he would be able to fulfill the dreams of the middle of the night that made him look like a beast.

But there was a game in the afternoon, and her right hand was still injured......

Feng Nai bit the corner of his lip fiercely, he had never used such a fast speed to pull out, as if he couldn't help it if he looked at it again.

At a glance, you can also see the side face that has become more unforgettable because of emotion.

He was originally bewitching, and he was stubbornly relying on the noble Siwen to suppress it, but when his eyes became deep and there was no point, he endured anything, and the tails of his eyes were forced to look ruthless, no matter who he was, he wanted to get this man.

Mobei is no exception in this regard.

She could hear the noise coming from the bathroom, got up from the bed, and paced closer to the bathroom.

The bathrooms and rest rooms in the office are not very large.

Even if it is separated by a layer of frosted glass, the sound insulation effect is not very good.

Mo Bei could clearly hear his low voice and some messy breath mixed with the water.

These are all intertwined, filling Mo Bei's eardrums.

She could even hear her name clearly in the voices.

Mo Bei withdrew his gaze, suppressed the unknown restlessness, and raised his hand to take a sip of ice water.

It's just that the sound was like a magic sound around the beam, as if it could penetrate the wall, and it was as if he was right behind her, doing something in his own way.

Mo Bei closed his eyes, unable to eliminate the heat coming from the tailbone at all.

Her wrist seemed to be still pressed by him......

Mo Bei's eyes were wide, his mood had not changed, but he was a little unconsciously hot behind his ears.

I don't know how long it took, but that aura finally calmed down.

Mo Bei's eyes were also a lot clearer, and after a pause, he walked to the coffee table and opened the bag of fritters he bought.

She didn't want to be affected, and when she saw Feng Nai coming out of the bathroom covered in moisture, she understood a truth, it was impossible not to be affected, and the very existence of this person would make it distracting.

After all, it's so good-looking, especially his face still has a sexy appeal that he hasn't had time to withdraw, and only she can see him like this.

Mo Bei subconsciously avoided his gaze, took out the fritters, broke them into three sections, soaked them in the tofu brain, and then pushed him away.

Feng Nai glanced at it, smiled suddenly, and mocked in his lazy and lazy voice: "It seems that if you want to keep our bey god, you can't rely on a pair of handcuffs and the security system downstairs at all, it's me who is too naïve......"