Feng Nai smiled, the black double-breasted coat made him look like a demon deacon who came out of a comic: "Miss Mo is really capable, I thought this was your Mo family, you..."
"Bow your head." Mo Bei reached out and patted the top of his head before he finished laughing.
Feng Nai subconsciously bent down.
After he realized what he had done and what posture he was in, his brows were furrowed into a ball.
Why did he do what she said.
Without giving him a chance to repent, Mo Bei stretched out his hand and wrapped the fluffy scarf around his neck: "Keep out the wind, don't be blown again."
Hearing this, Feng Nai paused with his white fingers, probably because the temperature on the scarf was so comfortable that he had an indescribable feeling for a moment.
never mind.
Any more is a waste of time.
Even if it is surrounded, it will not last long.
Feng Nai didn't speak any more, and walked out the door with long legs.
Outside the door, the car was ready, and it was Uncle Wang who drove it. He turned around and said, "Miss Mo, where are we going? Are we going back to the apartment?"
"Ask him." Mo Bei closed the car door.
Feng Nai supported his side face with one hand, and said two words with his thin lips: "Tang Hui."
Tang Hui
Uncle Wang paused when he was about to drive, and then looked at Mo Bei.
Seeing this, Feng Nai's long and narrow black eyes flashed: "Why? She still needs to get her consent?"
"Nightclubs are not suitable for recuperation." Mo Bei would not be ignorant of where Tang Hui was. Before she went to IS, she went there and took a girl away.
Feng Nai smiled: "It's not suitable for recuperation, but I just want to go, you want to stop me?"
"No." Mo Bei met his eyes, and after a few seconds, he spoke again: "You can go wherever you want, as long as you take me with you."
This sentence is inexplicably familiar.
Feng Nai always felt that he had heard it somewhere.
"If you want to go, you can, but can you, take me with you..."
After Feng Nai shook some of the pictures in his mind, the temperature at the corner of his mouth became even colder: "Miss Mo wants to use the memory awakening method? Then you should save yourself."
"You think too much." Mo Bei was unmoved, his face remained expressionless: "I just simply want to be with you."
After hearing this sentence, Feng Nai didn't laugh anymore.
He was also quite puzzled, how could someone speak so beautifully without showing any emotion, as if they were going to challenge someone one-on-one.
Feng Nai turned his eyes and lowered his head a little.
He himself didn't even notice the reflection outside the car window.
Such a low smile should not be what he should have at this time.
But at that moment, the joy overflowing from the corner of his mouth, even the city's night lights were eclipsed by it.
Mo Bei has always been a face control person, and he knows that he is good-looking, but when he sees that smile again, he can't help but reach out his hand.
Feng Nai couldn't avoid it, so he could only raise his eyes: "When communicating with people, you don't have to always touch your hands. Do you want me to say indecent?"
Mo Bei looked at him, but instead of moving his fingertips away, he poked his face.
Feng Nai's brows twitched, his handsome and pale face was full of dignity and impatience.
Mo Bei poked again.
Feng Nai reached out to block her: "Miss Mo, am I your plush toy? You keep poking like this?"
"It's so cute, I can't help it." Mo Bei's voice was uneven.
Even though it's been a long time, Uncle Wang is still a little unaccustomed to being labeled cute by such a vicious young master, and his driving posture has changed.
Feng Nai's voice also changed a little: "What did you say? Cute?"
"Well, when you laughed just now." Mo Bei was like a commentator: "It makes people itch and wants to poke."
Feng Nai slowly lightened his eyes, did he just smile? How can it be.
All the actions of this person will not be within his expectations.
I thought she would know if he went to the nightclub, so don't waste your efforts.
Now it seems that it is useless at all
Or maybe not enough...
Feng Nai looked out the window, and his eyes began to turn cold.
The word "laughing" made him very uncomfortable.
Sure enough, it's better to destroy her sooner.
At this time, Mo Bei saw her message about Uncle Feng and didn't say much. Only one word "hmm" was answered.
Then, he opened the profile picture of the black and white figure and wrapped a few red envelopes.
When Feng Nai heard the movement on the phone, he thought it was Jin Zi's news, and when he swiped his fingertips, he saw that it was the red envelope sent by her.
What's the meaning
Mo Bei looked at him, and said in a calm voice, "Recently, you can't feed without bringing snacks. Netizens say this is very effective in coaxing people."
When saying this sentence.
Mo Bei's page does have search records.
Feng Nai lowered his eyes, scanned her webpage, and stopped on the answer.
"It's most effective for the landlord to give out red envelopes. Let me tell you, really, any sweet talk is outdated. It's not good at all. Who wouldn't say a word or two nicely about this idea, especially when I heard you say that she doesn't If there is no one to like, then don’t give out red envelopes to coax, be careful that your girlfriend runs away with someone else.”
Be careful that your girlfriend ran away with someone else.
girlfriend…
Feng Nai didn't receive the dozen or so red envelopes, so he stretched out his hand, tapped the screen of her phone, and tapped the word girlfriend with his fingertips.
"It doesn't matter." Mo Bei's voice remained unchanged: "Just use the right method."
Feng Nai raised his eyebrows: "The method is right?"
Mo Bei: "Yes."
Feng Nai's voice was slow: "Where did you find out that the method is correct?"
"It's very simple." Mo Bei's face was clear: "This comment has the most replies and the most likes. Since it is the best comment, it means the method is right."
Feng Nai paused, turned his head away, and couldn't control the arc of his thin lips.
When Mo Bei saw it, he was somewhat puzzled: "What are you laughing at? Is the logic wrong?"
Feng Nai's eyes flashed, and after looking at her, he looked away again: "Yes."
I don't want to talk more, because this time, he can also see the reflection in the car window.
He would laugh, but he didn't expect such a calculating person to be really slow in some aspects. He also had to look at the data to see things, and confused his own position.
But even so, he didn't want her to affect his emotions in any way.
After all, he didn't want to make a move on her so soon and make her disappear.
Interesting people, it's okay to stay a little longer.
It would be great if she could find a better way to let her leave voluntarily.
Feng Nai looked at his palm, he didn't want to get blood on it.
Seeing that he didn't speak any more, Mo Bei took his coat and put it on him, then lowered his eyes and sent a message.
"Grandpa housekeeper, when do you have time?"
The old butler who was making afternoon tea, looking at the pocket watch in his hand, and waiting for the chocolate cake to be baked, took off his gloves very carefully after receiving the news, and replied, "Anytime."
"Then tomorrow?" Next, she will look at him, the sooner the better. ,
"Yes." The white-haired old man, dressed in a neat suit, still didn't forget to check the time when sending messages: "It's good that you can figure it out."
Mo Bei stopped his fingers, and pressed a few more words: "He wants me to go, then I will go, take his weight with him, and let people remember who he is."
The old man smiled: "Mo Nan will be happy to hear that. Before this, he came here, and he said, my sister will let those people know what e-sports is. Zhen's entire e-sports circle is speechless, she needs a real return."
"Mo Nan said, if you come to me, I will tell you these words. He is too embarrassed to say it face to face." The reason why the old man can type so fast is because his mobile phone has been adjusted by the little devil, otherwise with his eyesight, is difficult.
When Mo Bei saw that sentence, he lowered his eyes and let his forehead cover her expression.
When the whole world is abandoning to question you.
What was that like.
She has tried it many times.
Even she herself almost believed it, she couldn't fight anymore.
Her hand speed has dropped to a speed where she can no longer start a group. Can she really win like this
When she asked herself, when she answered, she had no confidence.
After walking for so long, she couldn't even find an exit.
It was too dark, even he became what he is now because he stood by her side.
It's not that I haven't thought about giving up.
Every day, this idea will always circle in my mind many, many times.
Can not give up.
It's because she gave up, what should her brother do
Always an assassin with zero kills and six deaths.
Always a hype player.
There will never be a time when the world will come to light, and she already knows it.
But she is going to win.
Their shattered dreams, she wants to stick them back!
World champion, wearing the national flag, she has to do it!
No one could see the changes in Mo Bei's eyes.
But the same people will always feel the change of each other's breath.
After Feng Nai noticed something, he looked sideways in Mo Bei's direction, and saw the tightly clenched right hand. For some reason, his heart felt a little dull.
Without thinking too much, I instinctively stretched out my hand, put it on the back of her right hand, and tapped it with my fingertips: "Is this your hand that was crippled?"
"Yeah." Mo Bei's voice was light: "But it doesn't matter."
Feng Nai raised her eyebrows: "Why doesn't it matter?"
"You said that if my hand is crippled, you will be my right hand, and you did it." Mo Bei had many things in his eyes: "Because of you, I didn't lose, and I have all the qualifications."
You exchanged yourself for my ticket to the World Series.
I understand.
I am the one who really wants to be that champion.
If it wasn't for me not being able to play the left field, you don't have to force yourself to be more awake.
Mo Bei didn't say this sentence.
Therefore, in the eyes of so many people, it seems that she has been pampering him.
In fact, she walked so long, so far, and left him behind for ten whole months, she used the cruelest way.
It was he who had been standing there waiting for her, so that she could see it as soon as she turned around, and would do what she said.
It was him who made her feel that there was still hope...she could still fight and win...
(end of this chapter)