Kissing him also thinks he is noisy
This person shouldn't be unable to tell who is standing in front of her.
Feng Nai raised his eyebrows, and seemed to want to speak again.
Mo Bei didn't bother with him either, and put his hand on his shoulder, making a gesture to get closer.
"Hey, that's enough." Feng Nai looked at her, undiminished: "Need I remind you, are you a girl? Little sister, has no one told you not to care about your relatives."
Mo Bei's eyes flicked across his face, and his voice was light: "I kissed my boyfriend, it's not casual."
At the end of the sentence, she put away the gauze, and her thin lips also fell on the corner of his mouth.
Feng Nai looked at the cold and snowy person in front of him, turned his body slightly, and pushed him away: "I never liked his behavior."
Mo Bei didn't speak, his eyes fell.
Feng Nai lowered his figure: "Being under control is obviously darker than anyone else's thinking, and I still care about your thoughts. After all, you like clean people."
When Mo Bei heard this, his brows furrowed.
Over there, Feng Nai stepped forward with his long legs, pushed the door to leave, and said a few cold words, leaving only the final sound: "Don't follow me anymore."
If it was a normal Feng Nai, he would never say such a thing.
Everyone knew what Feng Nai looked like in front of Mo Bei.
Care about her thoughts
Mo Bei looked down at his right hand, his eyes were a little dazed.
Then, she paused, paced and followed.
Feng Nai could sense someone following behind him.
Very irritable feeling.
It is clear that this person has nothing to do with him, but he actually finds it an eyesore.
Maybe it was left over from before, after all, it was another favorite person in his body.
It is inevitable that some habits cannot be changed.
However, soon, he will correct some of the previous things.
After finally getting the chance to come out, how could he go back so easily because of this person.
He should have done something, something he should have done.
Feng Nai was lazy by nature, and would never say a word a second time.
Originally, he wanted to play around, to see what this person who no longer had the aura of a fairy could make the other one so fond of him.
The feeling of being seen through at a glance made him somewhat uncomfortable.
That person is gentle and courteous, but he also has his own unruliness. How did what he showed just now make people notice his changes
Even Lao Wang, who has been in the family for more than ten years, didn't see the difference in him.
How on earth did she know
However, these are not important.
Judging by her appearance, she probably wouldn't mind his change, so tell the psychiatrist and the old man there.
Of course, Mo Bei wouldn't say anything about Feng Nai's changes. Not only would she not say anything, she would turn some unreasonable things into rational ones.
This is why, she will not leave the reason.
Of course, in addition to this, there is also his body temperature, which is a bit high.
It should be because of his hands and the weather outside.
I have a blood clotting disorder, and my immune system is low. In addition, in the winter in the north, it is cold and dry. Even the wind blows on my face and it hurts, so I am more likely to catch a cold.
Did he not even have time to wear a down jacket after he woke up
Looking at the tall and slender figure, Mo Bei stretched out his hand and pulled him back.
Feng Nai narrowed his eyes, with a strong sense of danger: "You..."
Before he could speak, the man put on a mask for him, then unzipped the zipper, threw the coat she was wearing to him, and said calmly: "Same style for men and women."
Does that mean men can wear it too
Feng Nai looked at the black down jacket in his arms, frowned, and threw it back.
Mo Bei raised his eyes and said nothing.
Feng Nai's voice was graceful: "You are really lenient."
With that said, he stepped out of the elevator.
Mo Bei didn't give him a second time, and just put his eyes on the commercial vehicle outside the building with vague eyes.
There are countless people waiting outside the door.
Especially after the organizing committee made this decision, how many people are waiting for an answer here.
Feng Nai has always been thoughtful, even if he changed his personality. Seeing this, he threw his battle uniform jacket on the corridor, and then walked towards the door.
He was wearing a mask and changed his clothes again. Few people would look this way.
Mo Bei, on the other hand, gave him the mask, and after walking to the battle uniform, he paused for a moment, his eyes fell on the icon of Heiyan, his side face didn't look changed, but his eyes always felt like Burning something.
Without hesitation, she bent down and picked it up.
Such a hot taro in his arms is destined to attract attention.
But suddenly.
At the front desk at the door, all the people who were waiting rushed towards her.
"Bey, you will still attend the Milan competition as a professional player. Is this true? Why did the organizing committee make such a decision? Is there any reason for you to use the Diamond League to put pressure? As a former Diamond Unofficial players, do you think it’s okay to use the Diamond League all the time?”
"God King is retiring because of you, what do you think about this?"
"Many fans feel that you have forgotten the original intention of joining the Dimension, and at the same time, what is the spirit of the Dimension, and think that you are not worthy of continuing to fight. How do you feel when you hear these words?"
"The decision of the organizing committee is likely to chill the hearts of those who have waited so many years to see the Huaxia team win the championship again. Bey, as a professional player, have you ever considered how many people dream of going to Milan? Now this dream is being manipulated by capital, don't you feel sad?"
"You don't have to answer any questions, but you must at least give your fans an explanation. They have been waiting for you to speak up."
"It is reported that the webmaster of your personal website has already taken off his fans, and there are also a large number of Dimeng fans who do not approve of your current behavior."
"Bey, tell me, we need an explanation."
Crowded.
There are many faces.
Noisy.
Like the rising tide of sea water, it can submerge the five senses.
This is not the first time Mo Bei has experienced such a scene. She stood there tall and tall, holding Hei Yan's battle uniform in her hand, which was the most important thing in her opinion.
She didn't speak, her eyes were black and white, and even the lines were clearly visible.
I don't know who it was, took the tea in his hand, and threw it at her all at once.
It's the fans, who are disgusted by love, shouting: "You don't deserve it!"
The building has security guards.
But no matter how you stop it, you can't stop it.
There are still some agitators over there, talking about splashing well.
There was only one voice in the audience, saying, "You don't deserve it!"
Not worthy of being a professional player, not worthy of being liked, not worthy of...
What is not worthy, it seems that it does not affect the clear figure standing in the crowd at all.
She had a sideways face, a cold fair complexion, tea drops at the end of her hair, and the same on her face, a little bit falling down her chin, but her spine didn't even bend.
"You hot chicken, why don't you take the initiative to retire, you ruined the Emperor League and our youth!"
The man made a gesture to splash.
Just at this time!
(end of this chapter)