"I can think of him now because of you at that time."
After hearing these words, Feng Nai's eyes moved.
Logically speaking, it should be moving.
But Feng Nai is also an obedient person who knows the key points: "So, he confessed his love to you?"
Mo Bei snapped his fingers, it seemed to be a pit.
"A classmate who can't speak two words a year." Feng Nai leaned over slowly, with a faint smile: "Huh?"
Mo Bei reiterated: "I refused."
"Yes, by the way, he also rejected me in the game, but he knew you were a girl, and I always thought that the one I fell in love with was a boy." Feng Nai still smiled when he said this , but the temperature was a little low, and the position where his right hand was poking in made Mo Bei's eyelashes tremble.
Mo Bei wanted to move.
Feng Nai was one step ahead of her: "You didn't sentence him to death. I was the one who was sentenced to death back then. He still had the topic of love letters with you. What do I have? Everyone in the server is saying, I'm in love with you." A shemale, played like a fool."
In fact, these things are nothing to Feng Nai, but he knows very well that how to say it can make her feel soft.
Sure enough, Mo Bei didn't resist his next move, even though it was dangerous.
Feng Nai chuckled: "Guilty?"
Mo Bei said "hmm", his voice was still weak, his dark hair was a little disheveled by the wind, his face was cold and indistinguishable, and the curvature of his jaw was porcelain white and beautiful.
It is this appearance that makes people want to destroy or get his breath the most.
Feng Nai's eyes were deep: "Then feel guilty for a longer time, because what I will do next will be even more extreme."
Mo Bei paused, and she could feel the warmth of his fingertips resting on her waist, with a slight coolness, probably the buttons of his shirt touched her.
He never gave her a good time.
Mo Bei knew, but just as he was counting her spine, passing one by one, and his fingertips were on her back, she still opened her mouth, her approaching breath was a little unsteady: "That's enough!" gone."
However, his kiss was right next to her ear, as if he would listen to her.
Some violence flowing in the blood, once aroused, is not easy to suppress.
From just now, she took the pen from his hand, and every word she said was what was in his heart.
Feng Nai wanted to do this, and his heart was burning.
If it weren't for some people who were trying to kill and distracted his attention, he would probably have ended the meeting long ago regardless of the consequences.
Because he didn't know before that she was so suitable to stand in the conference room, which made him want her to belong to him even more.
Realizing that he was being picked up and placed on the table, Mo Bei felt a slight tingling sensation on his neck.
She couldn't help leaning back halfway, her fingertips still numb.
Mo Bei realized that there was something she couldn't control, and reached out his hand.
There was only a click.
She clasped his right hand.
The coldness of the metal made Feng Nai stop, but Feng Nai in this state is destined to be a disaster for the country and the people, with a handsome face, a straight nose, and a deep and pleasant voice: "I really underestimated you." We bey God."
Because of his actions just now, Mo Bei's T-shirt slipped down slightly, but this did not affect her pressing him on the office chair, lowering her head and kissing his wrist, very handsome: "In the future, don't carry this kind of thing with you. gone."
(end of this chapter)