Mo Bei could see his eyes deepening, and the strength of leaning down and holding her with one hand.
The heart of a trapped animal can also be seen from the environment, including his anxiety.
When he clasped her with an anklet before, she knew that he should have his own paranoia in some places.
However, she also believed that he would control it well.
It doesn't matter if it's not well controlled.
He will only have exclusive reputations that ordinary people cannot understand for the people or things he cares about.
Good upbringing won't let him show his dark side.
Even if it is exposed, he will not hurt others in his actions.
Because Mo Bei knows very well that even if he is standing in a war-torn city like Yisi, he obviously has many ways to go, leaving like other people. Anyway, there are special assistance representatives, and he doesn't have to go to the place closest to the flames of war. , remote command can also recover the loss, and the inability to contact other Chinese businessmen does not affect the interests of the Feng family. He is not a technician, nor is he a translator. Dangerous way to go.
When he saw him appear at the auction, Mo Bei understood that not everyone was like the boy she liked.
Even though he has a sinister nature and is full of business spirit, he lives upright and keeps his family and country in his heart.
So, I want to hold on even more.
Even though it is clear, the closer you get to this person, the more you will feel his real danger.
Mo Bei never thought of letting go.
Facing those black eyes that were as clear as water, without any fear.
Some of Feng Nai's thoughts were repressed, he wanted to leave, after all, he didn't trust his endurance very much.
But as soon as his hand left, he was pulled by someone and stuck in place.
"Sleep with me for a while." Mo Bei's voice was light: "The medicine has a hypnotic effect."
Feng Nai raised his eyebrows, feeling more and more that a certain person was born to torture him, and reminded: "Miss, have you forgotten that you are the one locked up, and you are really not afraid of anything."
"It's you, so there's nothing to be afraid of." Mo Bei put his chin on his shoulder, and pressed his hand with one hand, changing the subject: "It's said on the Internet, if I kiss you, will I kiss you?" Will it bother you?"
Feng Nai pressed her back against the bed board, rubbing her wrist, feeling the cool touch, like fine porcelain jade: "No."
Mo Bei raised his eyebrows, as expected, just like what Senior Lin Feng said, a kiss can solve anything.
In this case, he should be happier seeing the tissues presented by Nai Gai.
Mo Bei was thinking, he didn't have the opportunity just now, how should he see it now.
Feng Nai noticed her absent-mindedness, thought she was trying to persuade him, and simply cut off her thoughts: "What are you thinking?"
Mo Bei couldn't help being distracted by him, because the handcuffs became tighter, and she knew it was his anxiety.
So Mo Bei didn't circle around, leaned over and kissed him, his voice was indifferent: "There is a tissue in the bag covered with milk, it's for you."
Just looking at Mo Bei's aura, people who didn't know it thought it was Feng Nai who was locked up.
Feng Nai didn't move, and brushed her fingers across her wrist: "Give me a tissue? It seems that the financial situation of our assistant brother is not very good."
"It has indeed cost me a lot to take you shopping recently." Mo Bei replied calmly, "However, I still have savings."
Feng Nai lowered his eyes and glanced at the medicine on her arm: "Yes, you are the richest, and you have managed to do business."
It's best not to mention the matter of Yisi, Mo Bei is still clear about this, so he didn't answer, let alone she was still thinking about the tissue: "Nipple cover..."
Feng Nai got up when she heard the words, but she was also a little curious about what kind of tissue would make her never forget it.
Walking out of the rest room, the previous cup of milk cap was still on the desk, he picked it up, and clearly saw the words marked on the paper towel underneath.
The eyes were stunned, and the dark atmosphere finally blended with other breaths.
I like you so much
The way someone coaxes people is really getting more and more technical.
It's not like when she was in Yisi, she was arrogant and cold-blooded, and she would just leave her female partner in the hotel.
Fortunately, it was just left in the hotel. If there were other things, he didn't have to bear it anymore.
However, since someone has confessed, he can't help but say nothing.
Feng Nai lowered his eyes and took everything in his hands.
When he took the tissue and walked back to the rest room, the person on the bed was already asleep, wearing a suit jacket, with a piece of arm hanging outside. The porcelain white made it easy for people to think, what is the scenery under the jacket? What.
Feng Nai tightly clenched the tissue in his hand and put it in his trouser pocket.
Special assistant Yuan was really worried.
Not only did Special Assistant Yuan have a call, but her cell phone was also ringing.
Feng Nai didn't look at it, but after walking in, he stood tall and tall: "Do those who study psychology know that the more they trust me, the more I won't be able to do it?"
As he spoke, he leaned over and kissed her injured right arm.
The vibration in his trouser pocket made him raise his eyebrows. While pressing the call button with his right hand, he walked out of the rest room and closed the door: "Grandpa."
"You still know how to answer the phone?" Feng Laozi leaned on a dragon-headed crutch, intending to calm down his emotions: "Someone said that Beibei came to look for you?"
Feng Nai laughed loosely: "The person grandpa said must be Special Assistant Yuan, yes, she came to find me."
Old man Feng couldn't tell when his bastard grandson was smiling for real or fake, after all, he had changed since the kid left.
"Since she took the initiative to find you, don't be so paranoid about some things. Bring Beibei back to have a meal, and I'll wait for you at home." Feng Laozi still needs to take care of it, otherwise he, his grandson, might be really stubborn if he becomes stubborn. can hurt people.
The smile on the corner of Feng Nai's mouth deepened, and he took out a pen: "Grandpa seems to be worried that she will be alone with me, what did you hear from Special Assistant Yuan?"
Old Man Feng sighed a long sigh: "I need to listen to what Xiao Yuan said, my grandson doesn't know it yet, Nail, you should understand that if you want to keep someone, you use your heart, not bondage."
"Grandpa is worried that I will lock people up like I did when I was a child?" Feng Nai said casually: "How is it possible, this is a society ruled by law."
You also know that this is a society ruled by law, Mr. Feng thought in his heart, but he said: "You have been in the office for so long, what are you doing if you don't answer the calls."
"Help someone with medicine." Feng Nai seemed to have found a pen that finally satisfied him, and smiled: "Grandpa, I am your grandson, why do you worry about someone more than me? What are you doing out of the ordinary? She is not unarmed, you can read some revelations on the Internet, such as your grandson being held in marriage, if you are really worried, you should be worried about me."
Feng Laozi is well aware of his grandson's temperament: "Okay, don't get cheap and act good. Since you know Bei Bei is good, don't be so paranoid."
"Got it." Feng Nai would always hide himself from his elders.
After picking up the line, Feng Nai tapped his fingers, as if he was thinking about something, with a last smile, he dialed Yuan Tezhu's number: "Downstairs?"
Special Assistant Yuan knew the young master's cleverness: "Yes, I was worried that the young master would do something that I would regret, so I didn't leave."
"That's just right, you call the front desk and go to the mall with you to pick out a set of clothes." Feng Nai's voice was slow.
Although Yuan Tezhu was puzzled, there was nothing to choose clothes, but as an office worker, he never asked the reason, but only asked about the work itself: "Master, can you tell me who is wearing this suit? And the size?"
"You called the old man and said that she came to my place, who do you think wears it?" Feng Nai's voice was slightly cold: "As for the size, the classmate at the front desk should be very clear, after all, he has held her hand .”
Special Assistant Yuan: "... yes."
The receptionist who was called was inexplicably confused.
But Yuan Tezhu said that it counts as overtime, and the overtime pay is three times that of before, but it’s just a piece of clothing, no matter how you think about it, it’s a good deal
She thought that she would lose her job just because of Mr. Feng's eyes.
But Special Assistant Yuan was thinking that in the future, he should raise this issue with Ms. Mo from the side.
He also summed up a rule, but anyone who has been treated tenderly by Miss Mo, the young master is bound to have emotions.
And every time there is a type of emotion, petite and cute, the cat is soft and cute...
Master, did you hear what Miss Mo said
Needless to say
Feng Nai knows best which kind of person bey has a crush on, otherwise he wouldn't have come close to her wearing the vest of Xiao Nailin.
The front desk picked out a few pieces: "Tezhu Yuan, how do you look at these?"
Assistant Yuan accepted his thoughts and said only one sentence: "The clothes are worn by the little brother you met today. Which one do you think you should choose?"
After following the previous boss for a long time, I understand that married people should keep a distance from other girls.
Now that he is shopping with a girl, he is already on the verge of life and death. He even suspects that the young master did it on purpose, but he hasn't found any evidence yet!
On the contrary, after hearing what he said, the front desk paused for a moment: "It's her wearing... She and Mr. Feng..."
Yuan Te boosted his glasses: "We just follow the boss's order."
That's what he said, but when he suddenly came to buy clothes like this, the receptionist thought about that Qingjun with a smiling face, what a nice person, why did he just fall in love with Mr. Feng.
Next, the style of clothes you pick also changes.
Even the undergarments were packed into the pockets.
Feng's Building, President's Office.
Feng Nai wrote very slowly this time, because he was worried that someone would wake up, and also worried that if he couldn't help stretching out his claws, he would really break her.
In a certain environment, that person was sleeping in front of her eyes, and just thinking about it made him squint a few times, and the tip of his pen froze a little.
Writing is the most impetuous.
He did commit a taboo.
Especially the snow white under the pen tip was too delicate, and the black was printed, and the color contrast was so strong that he couldn't help pulling away and went to the bathroom.
Feng Nai took a cold shower, and after taking off his glasses, he returned to that youthful look, with long eyelashes, and when he came out, his whole body exuded coldness.
Yuan Tezhu and the others came back at this time. What Yuan Tezhu meant was that it was good for him to go in. After all, the young master never liked anyone entering the office.
But this time, it was different.
"Let her come up with you."
Yuan Tezhu was puzzled and glanced at the front desk.
Under normal circumstances, when the president pays so much attention to a front office, people who don't know will make up a lot of things.
But Special Assistant Yuan, who knew Feng Nai well, felt that this might be another demon.
"Come in."
The sound came from farther away.
Special assistant Yuan pushed open the door of the office, and behind him was of course the receptionist holding his pocket.
As soon as they entered, the first thing they saw was the white t-shirt on the desk and the bed on the side.
The receptionist didn't want to think too much, but he could vaguely see that Mr. Feng was sitting there, half bent, talking magnetically.
When he came out, his black hair was still steamed. It was obvious that he had just taken a shower. The white shirt was no longer as meticulous as before, and the buttons were sloppy. The suit jacket on his body was gone. A corner of the bed can be exposed, and its traces can still be seen.
When the receptionist met his cool gaze, he was startled and quickly lowered his head.
Feng Nai doesn't like this type of girl because someone seems to have a natural liking for this kind of girl who blushes at every turn and her heart beats.
That flying eagle is nothing more than a type of light.
"Mr. Feng..." The receptionist handed over the pocket tremblingly.
Feng Nai took it over, with no ups and downs in his voice: "This time, you should know who she belongs to."
The receptionist nodded vigorously.
Special assistant Yuan wanted to help his forehead, and sure enough...
Feng Nai was just routinely pinching peach blossoms. He knew best about the charm of a certain auxiliary lady who could be both male and female.
The front desk was really melancholy, and she wanted to take another look when she left, because she always felt that how could a family like Mr. Feng value the sincerity covered by a glass of milk
Obviously, she didn't know what Feng Nai looked like, and she didn't even know that those two were people who walked back together from the edge of life and death.
In order to give the other party more time, use yourself to fight.
Of course, except for those shadows of the Feng family, no one can know that the person who has nothing in his eyes, even if it is a peach carving given to him by Miss Mo, he will properly keep it...
In the lounge, Mo Bei didn't sleep for a long time, and he didn't wake up until dawn. It was only eleven o'clock in the morning when he woke up, and the floor-to-ceiling windows were full of lights from the city.
She was held in his arms. The man didn't wear glasses anymore, and a book was spread out in his right hand. The laziness on his body was completely different from the gloomy style of this lounge. His light-colored eyes are clear and shallow, no matter what the surroundings are like, he can be alone and do what he wants, just like the fight on the playground.
"It was the first time I saw you, and you were like this."
Mo Bei opened his mouth and wanted to get up, but he felt something was wrong.
Looking down, Mo Bei realized that someone had written on her arm, and next to her right hand was the tissue she brought.
Besides the signature, there were only three words written on her arm.
"Me too."
Signed, Feng Nai.
Mo Bei paused, put his fingers up, and affirmed one thing again, to coax people in the future, to kiss more.
Feng Nai looked at her, and put down the book: "You haven't remembered yet?"
"What?" Mo Bei closed his eyes, but did not erase the words.
Her skin is white, she is wearing a suit jacket, and there is another line of writing written on the inside of her arm. Instead of making people feel dirty, she is more cool and beautiful.
Feng Nai's slender fingers came down, and pressed her back into his arms. Only in this way, without looking at her, could something be restrained. His voice was a little hoarse: "Where did we first meet?"
Mo Bei's nose was filled with the fragrance of his shower gel after taking a shower, which was light and fresh but not conducive to thinking.
However, since he said that, does it mean that they met before Quancheng
Why is she not impressed at all
Could it be the time people said that she killed him alone in Longkeng
If so, it is the youth training period.
Before Mo Bei came, in addition to what Senior Lin taught her, she also made some strategies.
Although most of the things provided to her are how to coax a girlfriend, but love is similar, and coaxing people should also be the same model.
Many sending propositions should be avoided.
Such as ex-boyfriend, ex-girlfriend.
Don't ask, just ask, you are my first love, I don't have any ex.
Another example is when the other party asks you what day is today.
Regardless of the date, send a 520 red envelope first, followed by a sweet word.
The point is the red envelope, the bigger the better.
Finally, we met for the first time.
Mo Bei still remembered the beginning of the girl's question she had seen, which was also similar to this sentence: "It seems that you don't remember anything..."
"Why don't you talk?" Feng Nai's voice was light and cool, pulling back her thoughts.
Mo Bei thought for a while, except for Senior Lin Feng's method, none of what was said on the Internet was very practical for her, so he simply raised his eyes and said with a clear face: "I want a reminder."
Feng Nai looked at the person who had just woken up in his arms, and the way he spoke, his heart was inexplicably itchy: "What are you going to exchange for this reminder?"
Mo Bei didn't understand it before, but now he understands the truth that everything can be exchanged for a kiss.
The left hand was raised, and the handcuffs were still around it, but it didn't affect her strength...
Feng Nai avoided it this time, keeping his mind on abstinence: "I really like kisses, but even the slightest bit of water can't quench my thirst."
Mo Bei raised his eyebrows, which means, so
"Exchange something I'm curious about." Feng Nai said, covering her head with her hand, sliding her fingers through her hair, and leaning back lazily: "Why do you have a crush on that boring type?" .”
I really have no vision for what kind of little milk dog I like.
Mo Bei was confused: "The boring type?"
"Cute, soft, milky, clumsy, and easy to blush." Feng Nai sneered when he said this: "Speaking of which, Lin Keng Keng is completely in line with your ideal type. Our Bey God really has unique taste. Do you have a crush on one type?"
Only by finding the key to the problem can he find a way to destroy it.
When Mo Bei heard those adjectives, he frowned instead: "I have a good impression of this?"
Feng Nai lowered her eyes: "What do you think?"
She really didn't realize it herself. After he brought it up, a small figure flashed in Mo Bei's mind: "It probably has something to do with him."
"Who? Flying Eagle?" Feng Nai still said the name.
Mo Bei also knew what he cared about: "No, it's a kid from someone who spends money. It's been too long. Maybe it's because he is too cute and likes to blush. Some behaviors just make me feel familiar with this type."
It's not Feiying, Feng Nai's sense of crisis is not too serious, and no matter how someone describes the other party as a girl, you really don't need to pay too much attention, but the one who should be blacked out should be blackened: "The rich people's stupid Baitian children are all like being in a pit, with a low IQ, and they are so delicate that they can't even take a bath by themselves, so how can they be clean."
Little did he know what he missed with this black sentence.
I also didn't realize that the cute kid from a rich family in someone's mouth would be me.
So sometimes it is really a good reincarnation.
Every black brother has to pay the price.
"Nailin is very clean." On the other side, Mo Bei was still proving for Nailin.
"That's because he has a good brother who can't tolerate the smell of milk on his body. Do you want to be reminded?" Feng Nai had already cleverly started to change the subject. At this time, he didn't want to waste time on Lin Keng Keng.
It can be seen that Young Master Feng has basically forgotten who is the hero in this relationship.
Without Xiao Nailin, how could there be the later love and killing, the face-to-face relationship of the double school bully cafe.
Mo Bei would not expose him, and he really wanted to know when they met for the first time.
She remembers all the people in the youth training camp, but there is no one like him: "Yes."
If you tell people things you wouldn't tell others when you were young, of course you should get the same reward.
Feng Nai stretched out his hand, pinched her chin lightly, and then raised it slightly: "It is true that the power of time cannot be underestimated, it can make a person change the color number."
Mo Bei quickly heard some information from it: "You saw me when I was dark."
"Our Bey God is really smart." Feng Nai said slowly, "You can calculate it."
Mo Bei couldn't figure it out because she didn't pay attention to her skin color at that time.
During military training, I didn't even know how to use sunscreen. At that time, I was thinking about how to save money and eat enough food, and then eat faster, so as to set aside time for training.
She didn't know exactly when she turned white back, let alone when she was black.
Seeing that her brows were slightly twisted, Feng Nai didn't bother her too much, and said in a calm tone, "You guys are great gods, don't you all like noble people to forget things more, forget about things at the scene of domestic violence, even the first Don't you remember the first time we met?"
Sure enough, it was a proposition... Mo Bei was thinking.
He heard the man speak again, "Milan, the global finals, bodyguards in black."
Milan, World Finals? Bodyguard in black
Mo Bei's eyes paused slowly, looking at the handsome face in front of him, he fell into the memory...
Four years ago, Milan, Heroes World Finals.
It was the first time that a team represented Huaxia to compete for the championship, even if it was overseas, it couldn't stop people's enthusiasm.
Before the war started, looking around, there was already a sea of people.
Among them was a very conspicuous figure.
The little boy looked like a junior high school student, but he was wearing a straight suit and a slightly torn collar. He had a handsome and lonely face, like a little prince who had run away from a certain business party and came to the place where he was not. where it should appear.
"Master, Master!"
Not far away, among the crowded crowd, a group of bodyguards in black could be seen looking for something.
The boy frowned slightly and turned his face to the other side.
But even so, it was still recognized.
The lead bodyguard looked around, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "There!"
The boy's whereabouts were completely exposed.
He reacted quickly and walked to the side, taking advantage of his short stature, half bent over to take a shortcut.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a step, he was grabbed by the back collar of a man of his size.
"You can't go here."
The boy looked back.
What I saw was a boy with a baseball cap, very dark skin, and a coat.
The man looked down at him, with a mask on his face, without the slightest emotion in his eyes, like a little facial paralysis.
"I'll take you to line up over there."
Then turned around very lightly.
Only then did the boy see the small figure with a huge keyboard behind him.
He raised his eyebrows and didn't speak. Seeing that the bodyguard over there was coming soon, he simply followed, just to let this person cover him.
Little Mo Bei also noticed the other party's movements, and he only thought that he came by himself, a little uneasy, and he was opening the way for the boy the whole time.
And the boy lowered his eyes with one hand in his trouser pocket, hiding it well.
At the place where the ticket was checked, Xiao Mobei stopped: "It's in front."
The boy gave a "hmm", seeing that the black boy was about the same age as himself, and was about to speak.
"You are still young, pay attention to safety." Little Mo Bei dropped these words and left.
Boy: ... who is younger
He looked at the red-axis keyboard on the man's back, and raised his eyebrows involuntarily. He also plays games
Do professional players have such small ones
If he wasn't a professional player, why would Hei boy carry a keyboard.
There are many people around.
After Hei Zizi left, the faint scent of lemon in his nostrils also disappeared.
Only then did the boy realize that the smell here was particularly strong.
This made him raise his hand to cover his nose involuntarily.
It's hard to come out, of course we can't waste time here.
After all, I would like to thank Black Boy.
Otherwise, he couldn't come in so safely.
The boy glanced back at the black-clothed bodyguard who was far away from him, hooked his mouth, checked the ticket and entered the spectating area of the arena.
Even at a young age, she already has the smell of a blue face.
He stood there, and many people looked back.
Only then did the boy realize that his clothes were too eye-catching, and he knew that he should have changed his coat with the black boy just now.
The countdown begins.
The torch was lit.
The screen falls.
It's the king's team!
The boy looked away.
I saw those people lined up, their battle uniforms flying, and their feet on the flames.
All audiences are excited.
After all, they represent the country.
different from others.
The boy didn't shout their names, but when his eyes fell on the national flag, they went dark for a moment.
He almost lost sight of the scene.
As the king of passers-by in both Chinese and Korean servers.
It would be his greatest regret to miss watching this game.
I would also like to thank that black boy for saying that.
Thinking of this, the boy was about to take a step when he was blocked by two slender legs.
"Every time you run away from home, you make such a sensation, Xiao Nai, you really make people worry." It was Feng Yi, who was the accompanying manager of the team, dressed in a very low-key style today, looked at the boy in front of him, and stretched out his hand to push him away. The gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of the nose: "Let's go, it's time to go home."
Feng Nai was very careless. Anyway, he had already seen what he wanted to see, so it didn't matter whether he went home or not.
After taking two steps towards the backstage, he looked at the back of the guy who was carrying the keyboard and was about the same size as him, and suddenly asked the person next to him: "There are still professional players like me here, Playing for the country?"
"As old as you? Fourteen years old? How is that possible." Feng Yi smiled: "Not qualified for the competition."
Feng Nai stopped, his eyelids lifted slightly, his temperament was formed: "No? He is wearing a battle uniform and carrying a keyboard on his back. He is small and black."
Feng Yi's smile grew stronger: "Did you see the little one?"
"Little one?" Feng Nai frowned.
Feng Yi: "Bey."
bey
Feng Nai raised his eyes suddenly, and looked at the tall and straight figure not far away.
It turned out that he was Bey, the one who solo killed him in the game...
(end of this chapter)