"That's a lie." No matter how straightforward Mo Bei was, he knew that he had to explain this point, in order to save Feiying's life: "And it wasn't Feiying who was in Iss."
Feng Nai approached her: "Listen to what this young lady means, is there more than one of you?"
Mo Bei: ... She was negligent, there were pitfalls everywhere in his words.
"That's right, a person like Mielong can only talk, and it's impossible to deceive him. It's really a pity. I met you too late in Yisi, and I didn't see you hugging left and right." Feng Nai smiled. Getting up, the familiar sneer: "Such a cool dress, there should be many people who would throw themselves into their arms. Let me guess, there must have been girls at that time?"
Mo Bei denied without changing his face: "No."
"After our little brother changed back into women's clothes, he learned to lie." Feng Nai said slowly: "You came to Quancheng before you went to Yisi, and a woman kicked her boyfriend in a nightclub because of you. The one who got kicked It has something to do with gold."
Mo Bei raised his eyes: "It's just acting, and I have you, so I won't look at other people, let alone the other party is a girl."
Hearing this, Feng Nai narrowed his eyes.
This person probably didn't know that the girl she was talking about was still asking the nightclub if anyone had ever seen a handsome and arrogant boy with long blond hair.
"So, are you asleep?" Feng Nai asked casually, but because of this incident, he checked all the people around Young Master Jin back and forth, which made Young Master Jin want to cry.
Finally found the person, Feng Nai invited the woman to drink a glass of wine.
Everyone in the nightclub was jealous, thinking that the woman was going to fly on a branch and become a phoenix.
Only Young Master Jin knew what Brother Nai had said to the other party at that time.
Brother Nai said: "Miss Zhang, I heard that you are looking for someone, and I am also looking for someone. She has no shortcomings. The only thing that troubles me is that she will pretend to be a boy to show mercy. You say How should I manage this person?"
"I like it so much, I can't bear to move."
"I can only pull out those who miss her one by one."
"Miss Zhang, today is the last time I see you looking for her. After tonight, if you are still inquiring about her whereabouts, then I can only take action. After all, I don't like my people being missed by someone."
Young master Jin understood that Brother Nai was clearing away other dangers for that person.
The woman didn't know when the photo was taken, and if she continued to inquire, she might dig out his sister-in-law from the Internet.
If there are any bad remarks at that time, it will not be good for my sister-in-law's development.
A person with such a dirty heart, Brother Nai, must act first.
This is the case with outsiders.
When it came to Mo Bei's place, it was even more impossible for Feng Nai to just let it go. After all, whenever he thought of who was still thinking about her, Feng Nai would always feel uncomfortable.
"No, the task is urgent, I just asked for the same room." Mo Bei's words were true.
Feng Nai walked a little closer, his eyes darkened: "I'm not very good at pinching peach blossoms, so if this young lady really wants to coax people, she should clean herself up."
This is already clearly stated, and it is impossible for Mo Bei not to understand: "I am far away from Feiying, two rooms."
"So, you still want to go back to the hotel?" Feng Nai hooked her thin lips: "It seems that the little milk dog is indeed very important to you."
This is simply a proposition, and after a long circle, it turns out that what he wanted to say was just this sentence.
Still so cute, like a cat that hasn't been properly groomed.
Mo Bei's voice was light: "I'll stay."
When Feng Nai heard these three words, he realized his initiative.
This is different from what he expected.
"Where do you stay and sleep?" Feng Nai's smile became heavier, a little cold: "This young lady thinks of me as someone you can hug casually?"
Mo Beijun looked sideways: "I sleep on the floor."
Feng Nai's eyes dimmed, and he neither agreed nor disagreed.
Mo Bei spoke again: "I won't disturb you."
Feng Nai turned sideways: "It's up to you."
Mo Bei looked at his back, his heart felt like a layer of fluff, and he was gently stroked.
There is one more person in the room.
Young Master Feng automatically became a "trash".
Watching her help herself make the bed, plug in the mosquito repellent, and light the incense of concentration, she pulled the T-shirt and threw it into the clothes basket.
It was a very common action, he used to do it often.
But when he saw her eyes, Feng Nai turned his handsome face to the side, and looked straight into Mo Bei's eyes: "When do you want to see it?"
"Wait until you fall asleep." Mo Bei didn't intend to look away.
Feng Nai smiled suddenly, leaning against the head of the bed like that: "Is that how you like it?"
Mo Bei said "hmm".
Feng Nai played with the lighter with one hand, and after listening to her, he didn't speak for a long time.
It wasn't until Mo Bei also lay on the ground that he opened his mouth: "You always say these words to make me happy, you really like it so much, why don't you take me away."
Mo Bei paused with his fingers, just about to speak.
He turned off the bed lamp, and turned his slender figure away.
Seeing this, Mo Bei knew his temper, stood up from the ground, lay on the side of the bed, put his arms around his waist from behind, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I won't do it next time."
Feng Nai didn't speak, nor did he let anyone go down.
In this way, as time went by, both of them closed their eyes.
The moonlight shines in through the curtains, creating a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere.
Mo Bei had already fallen asleep, his side face looked snow-white, and his eyelashes were drawn down, forming a circle of shadows.
Because of the long hair, hitting the pillow made her face more eye-catching.
Feng Nai turned sideways, her eyes fell on her hair, and her flickering emotions turned into lowered eyes.
Slightly cool lips, with long-lost sweetness, and the lemon fragrance that always appears in dreams late at night.
This time, he will not let go no matter what.
No matter what happens.
Even if it is forced, he will lock her by his side.
Thinking of this, Feng Nai squeezed her whole body into his arms with one hand, and then slowly closed his eyes again, as if he was holding back something, and suppressed his breath.
until the phone on the side lights up.
He got up quietly and walked towards the door: "Is the matter settled?"
"People from the Qin family are around here, Feiying won't come out." Hong Ying returned quickly, fearing that this point would disturb the young master's rest.
Feng Nai originally wanted to light a cigarette, but then he thought of something, and put down the lighter again: "Let him play by himself at this time, if I give him to the Qin family, someone won't be happy."
Hong Ying understood what the young master meant by playing: "I will always send some news to the Qin family."
"Where is that little devil?" Feng Nai knew very well who his opponent was.
Hong Ying coughed: "Didn't the young master contact the Qin family last time?"
You don't know what young master Qin is like now.
After all, you made the call yourself.
Of course, Hong Ying didn't dare to say the latter words.
He didn't understand why, when the young master of the Qin family met the young master, he would feel hatred.
However, it is true that these two people are really not at odds.
Feng Nai's voice was flat: "Go find someone and ask for the contact information of that little devil."
"Contact Young Master Qin?" Hong Ying couldn't believe his ears, maybe he had auditory hallucinations.
Feng Nai looked back into the room: "What? I can't contact him?"
"Yes." Hong Ying still understands that there are some things that cannot be pointed out, such as the fact that there is a discrepancy between the two.
With her upper body bare, Feng Nai pulled the drawer and threw the lighter in, her voice unhurried: "After contacting him, ask him if he is interested in running away from home and coming to Quancheng, if he is, we can cooperate .”
"Cough." Hong Ying choked a little: "Then what, young master, Young Master Qin may not want to cooperate with you."
Feng Nai's voice remained unchanged: "It might not be the case at other times, but we are the same in two points. Since he is the son of the hacker young master, he must be clear about things on the Internet. The other thing is that this little devil hates him very much. dear father."
Hong Ying: ... So, young master, you are looking for similarities with the other party in this respect.
"But what if he persuades Miss Bei to leave the young master after he comes out?" Wasn't it because of this that the young master contacted the Patriarch of the Qin family
Feng Nai's eyes darkened: "Help him out. After he comes out, I will accept him to pry the corner of the wall, as long as he can do it."
"Yes." It seems that the young master is very confident this time? Hong Ying hung up the phone, still thinking why.
On the other side, Feng Nai took out a box from the drawer.
The box was used to hold the bracers on his hands.
In addition to the wristband, there is also a crimson rectangular thing lying in it.
It was given to him by Mo Bei together, a household registration book.
Swiping the writing on it with her fingertips, Feng Nai asked herself in a low voice.
"When you sent me this thing, did you tell me that you belonged to me? Or did you want to tell me that you would come back one day. No matter what it is, if you don't make it clear, who knows what you mean."
Feng Nai lowered his eyes, closed the account book, did not put it back in the drawer, but picked it up, walked back to the room, then leaned over, put it on the bedside table, and lay down on the bed again , with his right hand, he pulled him into his arms with his quilt, his thin lips fell on the man's hair, and his low magnetic voice echoed in Mo Bei's ears: "I want to hear it from you."
Mo Bei slept so deeply that it was impossible to hear the movement here.
He just realized that someone was approaching, and it was the familiar peppermint smell, so he hugged his waist with his backhand, very domineering, and put another hand on his head, as if he was treating that little bird. The milk dog, with a clear and proficient voice: "Don't make trouble."
Such a movement made Feng Nai's eyes narrow, and he opened his mouth to bite her neck: "Who are you telling to stop making trouble?"
Mo Bei opened his mouth faintly.
Feng Nai didn't hear clearly, so he moved a little closer, lowered his voice and coaxed softly: "Who?"
"Little Ke Nai."
(end of this chapter)