Mo Bei stood there with a long body, brushed his hair away with one hand, and his voice was faint: "I made you double skin milk and blueberry egg tart, you get up now, the egg tart is just enough to eat." ”

The housekeeper is going out.

Hearing this, he also paused.

Then I saw their young master there and whispered, "But I don't remember." ”

The voice that just woke up was slightly sandy, and it was milky.

The butler's hand holding the doorknob trembled a little, and the young master was really delicate.

Mo Bei is not in a hurry: "You can continue to sleep, and the egg tart will be eaten by the little milk." ”

Feng Nai, who was originally buried there and didn't want to move, snorted coldly after hearing this, and mocked a little: "Another one to eat and drink." ”

He is completely awake, and under the messy black hair is a face that bewilders all beings, and there is indeed no one who can resist Feng Nai with this appearance.

Abstinence and Sven, and a bit of evil was born.

After all, Mo Bei fell in love with him at the beginning because of ...... Well, face, right?

I wanted to kiss when I saw it, but now I don't have to scruple, Mo Bei leaned over and gave him a kiss on the face: "Okay, get up." ”

It can be described as a very "straight man" action.

is so handsome and neat that Feng Nai doesn't even have the slightest chance to pull people back.

The housekeeper watched Miss Mo walk towards him, and then the young master frowned slightly, but he sat up automatically, and couldn't help but sigh, it is really only Miss Mo who can suppress this demon.

As far as Feng Nai is concerned, it will be very simple.

What does it mean that his stuff, some miscellaneous people, always come to eat.

Young Master Feng also knew that he had an advantage in someone's heart with just this face.

In his previous style, a black down jacket must have solved the problem.

Today, the solid color snow-white sweater, the bridge of the nose is a pair of gold-rimmed chain glasses, and even the black hair is a little messy, looking like a "pure school grass".

The little grandmother sat at the dining table, saw his brother's dress, leaned over and bit his ear with the little devil: "It's angry, my brother must want to use his face to confuse Sister Bei again." ”

The thin little devil raised his eyes and glanced at Feng Nai, very polite: "Excuse me." ”

You know it's bothered, and you're still coming?

Although Feng Nai's eyes said so, he didn't show it on his face, but instead hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled: "Little Master Qin has been out for so long, isn't Ling Zun worried?" ”

"My dad? He was thinking about how to eat soft rice. The thin little devil wiped his mouth with a napkin, full of gentlemen: "At this point, Feng Shao is very similar to him." ”

Poking people straight to the point is the characteristic of the thin little devil.

"I heard that Feng Shao couldn't get up just now, and he still needs to be coaxed by Sister Bey."

The thin little devil laughed: "Is it no hands and no feet?" ”

The little grandmother, including the old man Feng who came over with a cane on the faucet, all felt that these words were relieved.

Feng Nai sat lazily there: "Envy? It's a pity that you haven't even cut off the milk, and you really can't experience the feeling of being pampered by your girlfriend. ”

What the little devil hated most was that others were alluding to his height, and his big eyes narrowed into a line.

At this time, Mo Bei walked over.

The thin little devil smiled suddenly, and raised his head very sweetly: "Sister bey, can I eat another egg tart?" ”

Eat another one?

Everyone knows that the one Mo Bei took out was the last.

Feng Nai also knew in his heart, and his eyes fell.

The thin little devil drooped his ears: "Can't you?" Then let's give it to Brother Nai, after all, he just got up and hasn't eaten yet. ”

Feng Nai's hand holding the fork slowly clenched, this little ghost is really suitable for being thrown out, he finally knows why Qin Shao wants this little ghost to run away from home.

Mo Bei glanced at Feng Nai.

The thin little devil is still wronged.

Feng Nai has always known what the status of the Bo family is in someone's mind, and he doesn't want her to think that his possessiveness is too paranoid, and he even has to rob children of food.

But really let him, give it to that little ghost, he didn't want to at all.

Someone's own egg tart, he hasn't eaten it for a long time.

Feng Nai's thin lips tightened unconsciously.

However, at this time, the aroma hits at the same time, and it is the melt-in-your-mouth milkiness.

It was Mo Bei who fed the egg tart to his lips.

Bo Little Devil didn't pretend to be pitiful anymore, and looked at this scene: "Sister Bey really likes him." ”

"Yes." Mo Bei stretched out his hand and rubbed the head of the thin little devil: "And the coconut custard you like to eat, don't bully him in the future, after all, it's my person." ”

The little devil has always been like a little gentleman: "Of course I will listen to Sister Bey's words, but someone's ...... Forget it, since it's Sister Bey's favorite, there's nothing to say. ”

Feng Nai can win, but he just relies on the word "like".

He was still a man now, he ate a meal quietly, he didn't grab anything from Bo Xiao Devil anymore, and he didn't even say anything when Xiao Ni was about to eat his favorite fried eggplant.

For such a Feng Nai, Xiao Nan Lin is not adaptable, this is not like his own brother.

But one thing still hasn't changed, it's like a broken hand and a broken foot, and the soup has to be served to Sister Bei for him.

It's rare not to have to play.

The little devil didn't bother to hurt his hand.

Grandpa the housekeeper will be back tomorrow, and if he remembers correctly, he will ...... tomorrow It's Black Flame's first game.

Sister bey's hand, it should be no problem to play assist.

Indeed, when cooking, I don't see any problems.

Mo Bei lowered his eyes, his gaze stopped on his wrist, and his gaze was shallow.

Old Man Feng glanced at this side and walked over with a pace, wanting to do something: "Beibei, today Grandpa Feng has an old friend, and his grandson is over the full moon, you follow Grandpa Feng to have a look?" ”

Feng Nai, who had always been peaceful, raised his eyes at this time, and the dangerous aura could not be concealed.

What does the old man mean?

"Nope." Mo Bei pulled the chair away for the old man: "You go by yourself, my identity is not suitable, and I ......" She looked in the direction of Feng Nai: "I just flattened Mao." ”

Old Man Feng really has no choice but to take this child, why is he so used to his grandson.

Feng Nai also listened to those words, his slender fingers stopped, and then lowered his eyes and smiled, such bright eyes and bright teeth usually do not appear on him at all.

Xiao Nan Lin was also shaken by his brother's smile.

Mo Bei sat down, and his voice was faint: "Happy?" ”

"It's okay." Feng Nai looked sideways, and his lips were arcs that couldn't be stopped.

Mo Bei put the greens on his plate: "Then eat well, don't be picky." ”

Feng Nai's appetite is like that, but he will eat what she makes.

Even greens and vegetables are really not fun.

Today is actually the day when the psychiatrist is coming.

So Old Man Feng always wanted to take Mo Bei out.

Of course, this is only one thing, and the second is that he really doesn't want the kid to get hurt.

Feng Nai was also watching the time, but he didn't seem to care until the psychiatrist appeared.

As the son of a criminal psychology expert, the Thin Little Devil sensed something as soon as the man in the suit and the briefcase in his hand walked in.

The psychiatrist also knew that there were a lot of people today, so the old man asked the housekeeper to say hello in advance.

The little grandmother was still rubbing and playing with the little Satsuma, and when she saw that the little devil was moving, she turned her head and asked, "An An, what's wrong?" ”

The thin little devil continued to smooth the hair of Little Satsuma, smoothed it, and wiped his hands: "It's nothing." ”

Xiao Nan Lin sighed: "An An, do you think your cleanliness is quite serious?" ”

"Really?" Bo Little Devil: "I don't think I have cleanliness. ”

Little Pro: ......

Feng Nai raised his legs and skimmed the two, a little careless: "I'll talk about something." ”

The words were said to Mo Bei, and he didn't plan to say anything specific.

The psychiatrist wanted to communicate with Mo Bei, it was the first time he had seen this, and he had heard the name of the person from Mr. Feng's mouth countless times.

"Hello, my surname is Qian."

If you can become a psychiatrist, there will always be an aura that can be easily trusted.

Dr. Qian is no exception, but he has never seen such a girl, her eyes are clear and black, she has no emotion, but she hides something.

The beauty is indifferent, and it is difficult to ignore, the temperament is as clear as snow, and when the eyes fall on Mr. Feng's body, it is slightly spoiled.

No wonder.......

Dr. Qian knows that this type is what paranoids want to get and destroy the most.

They worship such people as gods.

But once the gods fall off the altar, then ...... will be backlashed.

Dr. Qian completely understood why Old Man Feng had been so uneasy recently.

Just as he was pondering, a figure blocked his view.

It was Feng Nai, his eyes were light, and he couldn't see any displeasure through his glasses, but a smile brewed on the tip of his tongue: "Mr. Qian, let's go to the study to talk?" ”’

Calling him Mr. Qian means letting him hide his identity.

Of course, Dr. Qian didn't dare to disobey his boss.

What's more, those eyes, when he looked at Miss Mo, had no temperature, and as a psychiatrist, he could still see it.

He didn't like anyone to stare at Miss Mo.

It's just that even this kind of thing is hidden.

That girl is a little too pitiful......

I have to say that in a hurry, psychiatrists will also have times when they look away.

From the moment he walked in, Mo Bei already knew his identity.

There is always a peculiar smell on the doctor's body.

What's more, he still has a pocket watch in his hand.

Deep hypnosis?

It shouldn't be of use to that person.

"It's really strange that my brother would still ask someone to talk about business at home."

If you can't understand it, the little milk is coming, he is holding the little Satsuma, tilting his head and standing there, still a little unbelievable.

Feng Nai's aura has changed since he entered the study, he took off his glasses and looked at the person standing there.

"What were you looking at her just now?"

Not only the light in his eyes, but even his tone was cold, this is the heir of the Feng family.

Dr. Qian put down the briefcase: "The chairman should have told you that I hope Miss Mo can help you with your treatment." ”

"There will come a day." Feng Nai sat down and looked at his pocket watch: "Forget about hypnosis, I can answer whatever you want to ask today." ”

Dr. Qian was a little stunned, after all, he had never taken the initiative so much: "Mr. Feng is very happy today? ”

"Hmm." Feng Nai was careless: "It's not just because I'm happy, but also because I'm in a hurry." ”

Dr. Qian smiled: "Can you tell us more about the reason for being happy?" ”

Feng Nai turned on the lighter and lit a cigarette: "Very interesting." ”

"What's interesting?" Dr. Qian stopped writing.

Feng Nai was still laughing: "She didn't give the egg tart to that little ghost, she actually fed it to me." ”

"Huh?" Dr. Qian was in a fog, but it didn't prevent him from half-understanding.

Feng Nai looked down at the cigarette butt: "She's like this, I would think that no matter what I do, she will like me, even if it's like this, it doesn't matter." ”

Hearing this, Dr. Qian grasped the point: "Maybe for Miss Mo, no matter what Mr. Feng looks like, she likes it." ”

"Really?" Feng Nai tapped his fingers on the table: "No, she definitely doesn't like me breaking her." ”

Dr. Qian tentatively suggested: "Then don't always think about breaking. ”

Feng Nai smiled again: "Do you think it's possible?" Doctor. ”

Dr. Qian was most afraid that this person would call himself that.

"And what about you sleeping?"

"Okay, slept."

"Listen to the housekeeper, Mr. Feng has a good appetite today."

"She makes things that she doesn't have an appetite and wants to possess."

Dr. Qian tasted frustration again, and his answer was perfect.

"It's going to be a game tomorrow, will Miss Mo's hand injury affect her performance?"

The figure sitting on the chair, after hearing this sentence, stopped for a moment with his hand playing with the lighter: "Who told you?" ”

Doctor Qian knew that in the face of him, he had to be truthful: "Chairman Feng, he is worried. ”

"Worried about what? She didn't play well, and I pulled all the people of the Xu family to accompany the funeral? Feng Nai's voice couldn't hear any joy or anger.

Dr. Qian put down the record pen: "Not only that, but the chairman is more worried that Mr. Feng feels that person is no longer a god, and then there will be other behaviors." ”

"Tomorrow isn't there yet." When Feng Nai said this, he slowly stood up, and then approached: "On the phone, didn't I also say it, what will happen to me, I won't know until then." ”

Dr. Qian looked at the figure, and he knew he couldn't stop something.

I hope Miss Mo can bear it.

Whatever the outcome.

Feng Nai was somewhat irritable.

I can't say how irritable I am.

It's probably been disguised for too long.

When he walked out, Mo Bei was logging in to the game with his mobile phone, and after seeing him, he only said two words: "Come here." ”

Feng Nai hadn't had time to restrain the anger on his body, but he still wanted to get closer.

"How?" His eyes were dark and icy.

Mo Bei's voice was faint: "Help me make a queue, I'll make you a cup of milk tea." ”

Feng Nai glanced at him: "Okay." ”

took the phone and found that she was logged into Bey's account.

The entire Area A, the world news is swiping.

"Ahhhh

"See you in a long time."

"it, I'm lined up with Bey God!"

"Ask for permission to watch the battle!"

"No! I want to confess! ”

Male fans have always been the same, even the microphone is open, and the voice is still a little shy: "Bey God, I watched your video into the game, I like you for three years, I went when you played, and I held up a sign, hmm...... Bey God, I love you! ”

The last few words are spoken quickly.

But this didn't affect Feng Nai's slow opening of the microphone, and then a cold word: "Really?" ”

Thankfully, which passage in the book do you like to listen to? Quiet......