Feng Nai looked at the little boy, then lowered his figure, with a sense of danger that was hard to ignore: "Then let me ask in another way, where did she go?"
"Maybe it's a city or a no-man's land. Only Sister Bey knows the exact location." Little Devil Bo didn't lie about this, and his eyes didn't deviate: "The exchange is very simple. If she can complete this mission, she can Take back the status of professional players and ensure that Uncle Mo and the others will not be invaded by public opinion at any time."
No man's land
Special Assistant Yuan didn't really believe it. After all, it sounded impossible. What kind of mission would go to that kind of place.
They are dispatched by the company, and at most they are dispatched to Africa.
But Feng Nai knew that what the little boy said was true.
He didn't have to lie to himself about it.
But it's because it's so clear that I feel a little stuffy even when I breathe.
He didn't let go of the hand he was holding, and turned around without saying a word, with a very indifferent profile.
Little Demon Bo suddenly spoke again: "You can wait for her to come back."
Feng Nai's voice was cold: "When she left, she brought someone else with her, not me, so why should I have her?"
Hearing this, Yun Shen who was standing aside frowned.
Baked aromas of strawberries mixed with cream come through.
The housekeeper's grandfather pushed his glasses: "It seems that today's desserts are a little too much, so my little master, where did Bey go?"
"Now?" Little Devil Bo looked like a little gentleman even when he was eating Melaleuca: "Sister Bey said that she was going to visit Feng's house, so she should be talking to Mr. Feng at this point."
Mo Nan: ...
Little Devil Bo wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin: "Studies have shown that it is true. Being in love can indeed reduce a man's IQ. My father's scumbag is like this, and Uncle Feng's scourge is also like this. Don't fall in love in the future, it will change. fool."
"Young master." The housekeeper added a cup of tea to him: "It's too early for you to think about it. Before that, your height goal needs to be achieved, and today's fencing."
Raising his height, the indifferent Bo little devil lowered his eyes, stopped eating mille-feuille, but got down from the chair and went to get a can of milk.
The housekeeper's grandfather smiled into everyone's eyes: "Mr. Qin said, the young master likes to eat desserts and needs to be controlled."
Mo Nan coughed heavily, using the height transfer method to control it, it's amazing, no wonder the little devil is called Qin God's scumbag father.
The little demon Bo who drank milk didn't know that he was imprisoned by his father again.
Only after drinking it, I measured my height there.
There was no progress at all, which made Little Devil Bo frowned. There must be something wrong with the height device.
He lowered his eyes, connected to the data, modified the program, and went up again.
The intelligent voice followed.
"Report to the master, your weight is 21 kilograms, and your height is 187, 187? I'm sorry, master, there seems to be an abnormality in my data. Is there a hacker's intrusion? You can't be so tall."
"You talk too much, and your voice is ugly. Let's have a rest." Little Devil Bo calmly turned off the phone, and only let the numbers display. His mother is good at everything, but there is one thing that is not good. He spoils his father too much. The products are all made to be the same as his dad's voice.
It sounds really a little uncomfortable.
Wait until night to "fix" it.
After watching a set of procedures, Mo Nan turned his eyes: "Does he usually play like this?"
The butler's grandfather pushed his glasses again: "The young master's youthful rebellious period came early, and he is more concerned about his height."
Mo Nan: ... To compare this word, I use it modestly.
However, what did his sister go to Feng's house for
(end of this chapter)