Feng Nai didn't know what Mo Bei decided there.

Thinking only about routines,

After all, what the old man did today made him really want to warn each of them.

But if you really go, it will make those people more and more curious about someone.

Of course, Feng Nai knew that he couldn't hide this person, and one day, she would be standing where anyone could see her.

It's bey, after all.

He couldn't bear to drag her off and break her wings.

What did those people do.

Grandpa wants him to converge?

Feng Nai lowered his eyes, it was impossible.

No one can get that bey back.

The little facial paralysis with the keyboard on his back, his eyes glowing, giving directions, and black facial paralysis has long been buried by the word "like".

The dissolution of the Imperial League, if anyone understands why.

No one is going to give the right name to her bey right now.

The hypocrisy that spreads out under the pretext of liking is believed to be.

It was when Lin Feng retired that she was even more sad.

Still, Monan is gone, and she is more sad.

Probably neither, but it can't be changed.

Feng Nai is different, he wants to keep this person, even if it touches the bottom line in people's mouths, he has to keep her.

Ten months ago, he couldn't reverse it, and he would never let it happen again.

Feng Nai raised his eyes, and as soon as he looked at her, the person was pushed down.

Some were caught off guard, and their eyes flashed under their glasses.

What does she mean by that?

Mo Bei didn't give him a chance to resist, after all, Senior Lin had discussed it with his master a long time ago, and this kind of thing had to be done in one go.

Mo Bei's movements were fast, neat and cold, and he wouldn't be like other girls at all, after all, his body was there, his fingers were pressed on his wrist, and the other hand was not idle, and he pulled a silk scarf from the side, which was originally going to tie his hands, but after thinking about it, it would be better not to let him look at her, the effect would be better.

He simply reached out and took off his glasses.

Feng Nai didn't know why she covered his eyes, and just as his hand was about to be raised, she kissed him shallowly.

Immediately afterwards, there was a light lemon bath fragrance, which fell on the bottom of my heart and itched.

And that's not all.

When Feng Nai realized where her fingertips fell, a low-magnetic voice flashed with sand: "This young lady, what are you doing?" ”

"I promised you something before." Mo Bei's tone didn't change, it was as light as the first snow, but his hand pumped his belt.

Hearing this, Feng Nai laughed slowly: "Will you?" ”

"Isn't this kind of thing self-taught?" Mo Bei only thought he was good-looking, the red gauze scarf covered his eyes, and his face was even more angular, coupled with the smile on the corner of his mouth, he really wanted to be touched.

The silk scarf was originally tied around her wrist and embroidered with her name.

Mo Bei leaned over and landed another kiss on his eyes: "I'll be gentle." ”

Feng Nai heard this sentence and raised his eyebrows.

The breath floated, and the person in his arms was delicate and slightly cool, making his eyes move: "You..."

Mo Bei didn't pay attention to the impact she caused, threw the T-shirt he had taken off next to him, and kissed him on the face again.

"How?" Mo Bei thought he was uncomfortable, even his body was so stiff, what was wrong?

Feng Nai can't see clearly, and it's because he can't see clearly that some feelings will be more abrasive.

What was left in his head was how to lock something up and keep it from escaping.

But the culprit doesn't understand the danger at all...