Dark and strong
Mo Bei subconsciously glanced at himself.
None of them match.
Shouldn't it be her
The people in the elevator stopped discussing immediately after seeing her, and some people gasped involuntarily because of Mo Bei's approach.
So handsome.
How can there be a girl who looks so cool and full of youthful temperament.
Especially when she raises her hand, she will look at you: "Which floor?"
"5, I'm on the fifth floor."
Mo Bei pressed the button the man wanted to press just now, and then pressed the top floor.
The person behind pulled her friend.
The gossip was over, but no one took their eyes off Mo Bei.
Hearing too much is not as shocking as seeing it once.
They were still thinking about what kind of person could lock up Mr. Feng.
Seeing it now, it's really a bit of a sinking.
So polite, and pretty eyes too!
And the skin is porcelain white too... wait, isn't that pretty white
Before they could react.
Mo Bei opened his mouth: "Feng Nai likes dark and strong ones. Is there any basis for this sentence?"
A completely different type from himself, Mo Bei heard it, so of course he had to ask.
The other three girls started spreading rumors.
After hearing this, Mo Bei said thank you.
"I'm going to talk to him."
That voice was really nice, and she was wearing a black headband. Even though her hair was a bit long, she couldn't help but see her as a handsome boy with ambiguous gender.
"No, no need." One person had already started covering his face, his eyes were so affectionate, he didn't realize what Mo Bei meant when he said to talk to him.
Mo Bei turned sideways: "Your floor."
I really don't want to leave!
I still want to continue talking.
The person behind tugged the girl again: "Be careful of Mr. Feng."
"Watch out for him?" Mo Bei discovered the benefits of Feng's ordinary elevator, and could understand someone more comprehensively.
When asked suddenly, how could he say that, he just shook his head.
Mo Bei wouldn't embarrass anyone, and didn't ask.
The remaining two girls looked at her standing tall and tall in the elevator, holding her trouser pocket with one hand, looking up at the side face on the floor, and suddenly understood what it means to be a tearful boy. This person seems to have his own light, Bai's jaw was a little translucent, so cold that people couldn't take their eyes off it, so that even the plastic bag she was carrying looked different from usual.
"Is this?" A girl asked tentatively, "Is this for Mr. Feng?"
Mo Bei said "hmm": "He has a bad stomach."
Girl: ... so gentle! ! ! !
Another floor arrived, and Mo Bei continued to turn sideways.
"The company has a restaurant." Before leaving, the girl said, "Miss Mo can go there instead of running to the opposite side."
Mo Bei's voice has not changed: "I know that today's restaurant's main course contains carrots. He doesn't like to eat them, and the fish is a bit fishy. It should be that the chef didn't handle them well in order to hurry up. It won't suit him. appetite."
The two girls glanced at each other after hearing this!
How does Ms. Mo know that today's fish is fishy? !
No, that's not right, the point is, spoiling Mr. Feng so much... They finally understood why Mr. Feng is the one below, so picky about eating, he is a big tsundere at all!
Mo Bei didn't think there was anything wrong with feeding. She didn't think that someone's aesthetics were special. Now it seems that she needs to be guided to correct and straighten people...
(end of this chapter)