Huan Leng put down the bamboo chopsticks, his eyes seemed to be much clearer, and reminded him: "Have you thought about it?"
"What?" Mo Nan asked.
Huan Leng said slowly: "If we go to fight Feng Nai, Bey will be the first to disagree, and even stand in front of Feng Nai. If Feng Nai is injured, she will think that we are playing two against one."
This sentence is over.
Mo Nan's whole body felt like a thunderbolt.
His sister does.
Not to mention that in her eyes, two against one is not advisable.
Just talking about Feng Xinji's ability to pretend to be pitiful and innocent, he has seen it before, even pretending to be Nailin, he is definitely an existence that refreshes the bottom line of human beings.
If he really went to seal his scheming, he would be the one who couldn't tell the pain in the end.
Mo Nan scratched his dick, quite discouraged.
"You can lure her to our team." After all, Huan Leng didn't want to affect his state: "For Feng Nai, the most unbearable thing for him is to bey join another team."
Mo Nan laughed when he heard this: "That's what I said, but the little facial paralysis prefers Hei Yan, I can tell, or do you really want her to come?"
"The meaning of the club." Huan Leng only felt that the laughter was approaching, and pulled his collar: "There is no team that does not want to have an all-rounder, but today's matter, Feng Nai also made his position clear, and he will not let go."
Mo Nan let out a "huh", and his eyes gradually deepened as the hot pot boiled: "I hope that no matter what happens in the future, he will not let go. After all, he is the only one who can accompany my sister on the farther road."
Huan Leng didn't hear the last sentence clearly, and turned to this side: "What did you say?"
"It's nothing." Mo Nan said again, and tapped his wrist with bamboo chopsticks full of anger: "Don't worry, I will still buy that sweater for you."
Huan Ning frowned: "Shut up."
Mo Nan knew that this was his dark history, and he hadn't used it to tease people for a long time: "You see, winter is coming, why don't you knit me a sweater to wear?"
Huan Leng put down the bamboo chopsticks.
Mo Nan thought he was joking too much, and was about to touch the bridge of his nose.
I heard a faint "um" from over there.
Mo Nan was startled, did he agree
Huan Leng glanced at him and said, "It's fine as long as you can wear it when the time comes."
It still irritated people, but Mo Nan also knew that Huan Leng would not take revenge on him.
There is one thing he has to confirm.
About his sister's right hand...what the hell happened.
Yes, Feng Nai could sense it, but it was impossible for Mo Nan not to notice it at all, although he didn't understand it as deeply as Feng Nai.
But Mo Nan was still a little worried because he didn't use his right hand all day.
According to his sister's personality, she really wouldn't say anything.
You can always see it in the team battle tomorrow.
Mo Nan's eyes were lowered, his handsome and ruffian face was shrouded in mist, making it impossible to see that there was also worry inside.
Huan Leng took a sip of ice water, and looked at the person eating hot-boiled meat next to him, feeling vaguely satisfied.
It's been fine all the time.
After this team battle, he can be selected into the official starting lineup.
Then they went to play international exchange games together, and then went to Milan together.
The regrets that haunted him were gradually being healed.
Even if this person was stepped into the mud, he stood up and was not destroyed.
Huan Leng knew very well that he would never be easily defeated. From then on, he knew that that cynical person was more determined than anyone else.
Win the championship with the person who most wants to be a teammate.
What he imagined in the youth training camp at the beginning can finally be realized...
(end of this chapter)