"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 ladyboy, I'm curvy."
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.
This is what makes people want to destroy it the most.
He never gave her a good time.
Mo Bei knew, but when his hand poked in from the T-shirt, she still said, "Enough."
His breath was right next to her ear, as if he would listen to her.
Some violence flowing in the blood 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.
Mo Bei realized that there was something she couldn't control, and she had to cut it off before she became addicted.
She reaches out.
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 sharp-edged face paired with gold-rimmed glasses with chains, he is so handsome: "I really underestimate you." God of our bey, even knows what I bring."
The color of Mo Bei's eyes also changed.
Click, another sound.
Feng Nai's shoulder was pressed, and the smile on the corner of his mouth did not retreat.
Mo Bei freed one hand and closed the notebook beside him.
The translucent collarbone is in sight.
Feng Nai couldn't even stretch out his claws, but some people seem to be born with an aura, even if they are locked behind the back, they still look like gods, with a pair of lingering eyes that ooze with clarity.
It's not without reason that Mo Bei fell in love with Feng Nai.
After one glance, and then another glance, I somewhat understood why Senior Lin always said that when dating, one should do the above one.
Especially for such a good-looking person, if you look down, you won't want to look away.
Thinking of this, Mo Bei lowered his eyes and kissed his wrist again.
Two people, one sitting at a desk and the other sitting on an office chair.
Every time Mo Bei made a move, Feng Nai's eyes would get darker, and he wanted to move, but his wrist was connected to the chair, which made him slowly utter a sentence: "God bey, if you keep kissing, you don't need to compete today gone."
Mo Bei raised his eyebrows first, and then stopped when he felt the heat from his hands, and was about to pull away.
Feng Nai looked at her: "Do you want to start messing around and give up again?"
Mo Bei glanced sideways.
Feng Nai looked at his wrist: "How do you plan to solve the love letter?"
Mo Bei was about to speak.
Feng Nai interrupted her: "When you were in No. 2 Middle School, did you hear of anyone who sent me a love letter? A really clean and self-sufficient person would not even give anyone the rumor of sending a love letter."
This is to settle accounts
Mo Bei always thought that someone only needed to be fed.
But today, obviously not.
Mo Bei thought for a while, and said, "There are a lot of CP buildings about you on the Internet, and this should be more than a love letter."
Feng Nai paused, and soon laughed again, a little wickedly: "So, are you jealous?"
Mo Bei just wanted to change the subject, but at this time, admitting is the best way to eliminate the opponent's hatred: "Yes."
Sure enough, Feng Nai was no longer obsessed with love letters for a short time: "Which one is the most jealous?"
"What?" Mo Bei didn't pay attention here, and only discovered the previous WeChat message when he was checking the time on his phone.
It rang before, but she never turned it on, it belonged to Senior Lin Feng.
Feng Nai was not satisfied that she had locked him up, and focused on other things: "Which CP building makes you most jealous."
Mo Bei knew that he had to give an answer at this time, so he simply started the online search mode of his mobile phone. He didn't look at it very often before. Make her jealous? Cat, Cat, Bear or Han Xi
By the way, there is another one: "K Wan."
After hearing these two words, Feng Nai put his nicely lined jaw on her shoulder: "Just found it?"
Mo Bei switched pages quickly: "No."
Feng Nai smiled lazily: "Then it still has some effect, it can make you jealous."
Mo Bei didn't speak, and planned to take some time to read the message that Senior Lin Feng sent her.
It's a pity that Feng Nai didn't end this topic so easily. With his posture, he didn't look like a locked person: "Why are you jealous?"
Mo Bei looked at someone who was sticking to her body, and it was not her style to suppress the problem. After all, someone who is fierce even as a support must be straightforward in this respect: "When I am not around, you rarely do that. laugh."
"That? Which?" When Feng Nai asked this question, his eyes were particularly affectionate.
Mo Bei's eyes fell on the corners of his lips, and his voice was light: "It's like now."
"That's because of you." Feng Nai knew that she was off guard. With one side of his handsome face, he bit her neck lightly, breathing slowly; "Since you left, cats, cats, bears and the others deliberately avoided talking about you, obviously I know she did it on purpose, but when she mentioned you, I still want to know more about you, especially what you looked like when you were in the Diamond League training camp. Imagine that there is only one long Like a child of an African native, with a keyboard on her back, she seldom speaks, her head is stiff, and she can only laugh when she can't help it. Later, she found out that what she said is not important at all, anyway, I have seen it before, when I was a child You are blacker than coal."
Mo Bei felt that it was necessary to save his impression in the mind of his boyfriend: "I was not dark when I was young."
"That's not important. What's important is that I was photographed scandalous because of you." Feng Nai pursed her thin lips, as if recalling some bad memories: "I smelled the perfume for more than an hour, and I was almost caught She came across."
Listening to his voice, Mo Bei knew that he had always been unbearable to the smell, and the unnoticed grievance in it made her raise her hand involuntarily and put it on top of his head: "It won't happen in the future."
I won't let you know the news about me from other people's mouth.
I will not let you be used by anyone because of me.
Even if Mo Bei didn't say what she said later, Feng Nai understood what she meant, raised her thin lips, and kissed her behind her ear, with a sultry breath: "How to prove it?"
Mo Bei was a little hot from his troubles, and when he approached again, she pressed his shoulders and pulled the distance between the two of them, but her voice did not change, and her whole body was clear and cold: "The household registration book. "
"Before I'm of legal age, if you give me a household registration book, basically you didn't give it. You can still hug Yisi." Feng Nai doesn't like the distance now. He should have been pretending just now, and shouldn't show his true nature. After all, it was the lock that got in the way.
The thing obtained from gold boasted that it was impossible for anyone to open it, so it was easy to carry.
Oh, no one can open it
Feng Nai glanced at his wrist again, and suddenly became angry: "Plus, I can't lock you, how do you prove it?"
Mo Bei lowered his eyes, as if he was thinking about the problem of insecurity, which did not develop overnight.
Even, his paranoia is not normal psychologically.
For such a person, how can I give him a sense of security.
Mo Bei really wanted to find a way very early on.
That way, he doesn't hurt himself for restraint.
She had seen the imprint on his palm, plus the bottle of medicine in that lounge.
Mo Bei didn't want her to fix it when all the problems broke out.
"Because of me, you have been insomnia?" Mo Bei asked without answering.
Feng Nai's sleep quality has always been poor, and she knew about it, and she didn't intend to hide it: "Did you see the medicine?"
Mo Bei slid his fingers across his palm, and then clasped his fingers together: "How long have you been insomnia?"
"Don't worry, it won't affect the game." Obviously, Feng Nai didn't want to talk about this topic.
The more this happened, the more Mo Bei cared: "Is there a time when you can't control your emotions?"
"What? God Bey wants to be my psychiatrist?" Feng Naiqing smiled slightly: "Your questions were asked ten months ago. What answer do you want me to give you?"
Mo Bei asked him, "Is it because I left?"
She had to know what was tormenting him.
To unravel everything.
Feng Nai lazily leaned back, wearing glasses, he was gentle and handsome: "Probably."
"But I'm back, and your medicine is still there." Mo Bei wanted to ask the end.
Feng Nai didn't intend to say.
Mo Bei paused, and said again: "After this competition, I will give you myself."
Feng Nai's fingers froze: "What did you say?"
(end of this chapter)