At that time, Mo Bei thought that the other party was thanking her, so he looked back frequently.
Mo Bei also thought about waving to him.
In the end, she didn't wave her hand, just because the master often taught her that a real hero should not be named for doing good deeds.
She is a person who will be a great hero in the future, so she shouldn't pay attention to fame and fortune!
So Mo Bei turned around and left very coolly, without even saying a word to anyone, but had a few rounds of conversations with the other party in his heart.
For example, the boy must have thanked her in his heart.
Then she said you're welcome.
The boy wants to invite her to dinner to express his gratitude.
She said coolly no.
Mo Bei usually doesn't want to think about such a second-year thing. After all, she would only be paralyzed when she was in the Imperial League.
Ideas are active.
Now that he mentions it, Mo Bei thinks of himself when he was young, and he doesn't want to look back.
Feng Nai said, "I really didn't expect that the bey who defeated me would be a black boy in real life."
"Don't thank me too much." After many years, Mo Bei brought his original idea to a successful conclusion.
Feng Nai couldn't help laughing: "Who should thank you."
Mo Bei looked calm: "Didn't you look back at that time
"I'm just to see if I can drag you back." Feng Nai said slowly, "I can't even remember your opponent, why did you invite you online, but you didn't come in, and finally met a real person, you know I was What does it feel like?"
No need to guess, according to his character.
"Play a game."
Mo Bei followed his words and said three words.
Feng Nai corrected lazily: "Play n games."
Mo Bei reminded him softly: "If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't even be able to find the place to check the ticket."
Feng Nai tapped her side face with her finger: "If it weren't for our Bey God, I wouldn't have been caught by my uncle so soon, and I would have been threatened with ten thousand pocket money by his old fox."
Ten thousand yuan at that time was indeed a lot.
"I have no escape funds, so I can only go home. That's fine. I didn't expect that the opponent I was thinking of didn't even have the slightest impression of me." Feng Nai said in a lower voice: "Forget it, who told you I'm not cute and soft, so of course I can't attract other people's attention."
Hearing this, Mo Bei said, "You are very cute."
"Huh?" Feng Nai raised his eyebrows.
Mo Bei described it: "Looking around in the crowd, like a little hamster, I also have a crush on you, that's why I grabbed you, I was afraid that you would be bumped because of your small size. "
It's hard for Mo Bei to use so many words to express his true feelings.
But, little hamster, and such a small size, these words... Feng Nai believes that no man likes to hear them: "You really should learn more about literature, especially in terms of adjectives, it really needs to be improved, and I'll see Lin Keng Keng in the future." A book, I can teach you at the same time."
Speaking of literary attainments.
Mo Bei's first reaction was the pet name of bey and King's cub.
Knowing that he has the burden of being an idol, Mo Bei didn't expose him, but just held his hand, calmly: "Then it's reconciliation?"
"Let's talk about it after tonight." Feng Nai didn't want her to think that he was within easy reach, otherwise there wouldn't even be such tenderness.
Mo Bei frowned and looked at him quietly, much like the aura he had in the playground behind No. 2 Middle School, except for indifference, there was nothing else.
Feng Nai knew he couldn't be too arrogant, so with that look in his eyes, he changed his previous words: "We'll make up after tonight."
"Yeah." Mo Bei reached out and touched his head, then hugged Feng Nai's waist, with a clear face: "Sleep with me for a while."
I don't know if it's because I'm used to pretending that I didn't even show my viciousness in front of this person.
Who would have thought that one day Young Master Feng would become a sleeping companion
Once you meet someone, it seems that any cognition can be subverted.
Especially after being lost for so long, this person finally came back to him.
When he was tired, when his figure was crooked, someone would lean over and support him with their shoulders.
I don't know if the temperature is too moderate, or the familiar lemon fragrance is back.
Those thoughts of holding this person down and subduing her in his way when she wakes up are gradually withdrawn, and even her breathing is gradually becoming stable.
The sleeping Feng Nai was completely harmless, especially after taking off his glasses, his handsome and flawless face was as pale as a sleeping Eastern prince.
What Xiao Nailin said, only sister Bei would spoil his brother so much that he would look like a cripple.
Indeed.
Mo Bei has always been careful in taking care of people, not to mention that she only has such a young master in her eyes.
He didn't forget about his own immunity and blood clotting disorder.
At one o'clock in the morning, she was covering him with a thin quilt to prevent him from catching a cold from the heat.
Feng Nai resisted, but he couldn't resist a cool touch that fell between his brows, and the faint fragrance, like snow in early winter, made him relax.
Mo Bei knew that his sleep quality was not good, which was what Grandpa Feng told her.
It's just that she doesn't know that he has reached such a point that he needs to rely on drugs to control him.
Mo Bei's eyes fell back on the medicine bottle not far away. Others may not know what it is, and they will mistake it for vc or something.
She is a person who has studied psychological profiling, and she knows exactly what is contained in it.
What she looked at before was only this bottle of medicine.
There are many kinds of clinical manifestations of mental illness, some start from childhood, some do not know what the trigger is, and some will be backlogged in the heart due to too much pressure and become the cause of the disease for a long time.
Many people assume that mental illness manifests itself as particularly unhappy from the start.
Actually not like this.
Sleep affects people's mood and nerves.
Often the beginning of the decline in psychological endurance is related to insomnia.
Some depressed patients talk and laugh during the day, but when they are alone, they cannot sleep at all.
Obviously the body is tired, and there is nothing to think about in the head, but I feel empty in the heart. I didn't realize it until dawn, and I didn't sleep all night.
I will keep asking myself, unanswerable questions, stuck in a dead end and unable to get out, feel bored in what to do, have no appetite, and the clinical manifestation is indigestion.
I always think that something is wrong with my stomach, and I feel a strong sense of uneasiness, and my self-prevention awareness is highly concentrated. When others are joking, I feel that they are talking about myself.
I can’t fall asleep for more than seven days, and a little incident can break out, which will give myself a strong psychological hint...
With his inner support, Mo Bei didn't think he would let him go this far.
Unless it was a child, he had some childhood shadows.
Mo Bei lowered his eyes, and took another look at the handsome face who was close at hand.
Childhood shadows are impossible. Seeing Young Master Jin tremble when he sees him.
Mo Bei can also guess a thing or two about what he looked like when he was a child.
What's more, Grandpa Feng also said that his paranoia was born.
Mo Bei knows that some children who are too smart will grow up with personality defects, because he can pretend to be impeccable even in front of his parents.
Plus the layout of this break room and the handcuffs on her wrists.
Mo Bei has already guessed his sinister side
But no matter what, it has a lot to do with her leaving.
It was her that made him feel even more insecure.
Mo Bei reached out, took his phone over, took a picture of his sleeping face, and sent a rare post to Moments.
There was also a line written on it: "I will take good care of you in the future, good boy."
The photo of Feng Nai's sleeping face is very eye-catching in Mo Bei's circle of friends. You must know that Chef Mo always only sends out food.
At the beginning, Feng Nai was interested in the little brother in Linkengkou after seeing the circle of friends so different from the life of modern people. After all, no one is so old-fashioned.
No matter how good the pictures are, the adjectives are scarce, and the words are few, most of which are two or four words.
For example, roast duck, this is two words.
Another example, winter solstice, dumplings, these are four words.
Those who have four words also know that it is not easy to add solar terms.
All in all, nothing compares to the shock of a sleeping face photo! Posted at this point again.
Zhao Sanpang just closed Meituan's supper delivery, and was planning to do what a snack restaurant owner should do, so he found such a circle of friends.
Touching the face he thought was handsome: "The kid looks good, but he's just a little worse than me."
As he spoke, he subconsciously liked it, without looking at who posted it.
After he slid over, he always felt that something was wrong and slid back again.
"Damn it!! This little boy, who! Who!"
Zhao Sanpang's mood can be imagined, the little one they raise is actually so humiliated by a pig!
Lin Feng, who had just finished "family education", thought the same way, he let Xiao Fabei go to his relatives, and didn't let her send himself out too!
"Feng Yi, you have raised a good nephew!"
It is impossible not to have Aite Fengyi.
It was Mo Bei himself who replied: "Senior Lin, thank you, the method is very useful."
Lin Feng: ... Don't talk about it, I can't be happy at all!
But someone squinted their eyes. It was Rao Rong, who was helping someone to open the night in the store. He freed one hand and replied in Moments: "Method? What method did he teach you?"
Just as Mo Bei was about to reply, his phone rang.
It was Lin Feng who called: "Don't tell them what I taught you, this is an exclusive secret, remember?"
"Yes." Mo Bei responded.
Lin Feng said again: "Looking at you, did you take someone down?"
"Yes." Mo Bei said: "It's reconciled, Senior Lin is very powerful."
Being sought after, or being sought after by the little face paralyzed, Lin Feng subconsciously wanted to float, but when he met someone wearing home clothes behind him, he remembered his waist again, restrained the bragging that was about to start, and was very stable and reliable: "Although the method works, but with facial paralysis, you have to remember that you are a girl, and girls should be reserved, don't be too proactive, and don't hook your shoulders."
This is completely opposite to the education she received before, Mo Bei guessed that there should be Senior Yun on his side, and said calmly: "Senior Lin, I know you are talking ironically, I will continue to follow what you taught me before ,do not worry."
Lin Feng: ... Wait! Taught before? He is not worried at all! !
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