Including just a few minutes before she hugged him, Feng Nai also had the idea of finishing this man.
But suddenly, a more interesting thought made his eyes darken a few degrees.
"Miss Mo, what stage have you and him reached?"
A sudden sentence.
Let Mo Bei look at him sideways: "Stage?"
"Your senior Lin didn't teach you that love is divided into stages?" Feng Nai said in a nonchalant manner.
Mo Bei looked at him: "No."
"That's really an unqualified senior." Feng Nai said, took out his phone, and searched a few words for her to read: "Stage, understand?"
After Mo Bei finished reading, his eyes lighted faintly: "I haven't slept yet."
Feng Nai raised his eyebrows. Someone is really direct, so he...
"You don't want to let me sleep." Mo Bei continued: "Probably because of your weak constitution, you refused."
After finishing speaking, she frowned slightly.
Feng Nai slowly narrowed his eyes: "Weak?"
Mo Bei put his hand on his face: "Well, I always have a fever."
"Oh, this is really..." Feng Nai supported his forehead with one hand, and messy black hair slid past between his fingers.
Because of his movements, Mo Bei couldn't see his expression clearly.
By the time he could see his expression clearly, he had already pressed his wrist against the corner.
"It seems that we have to prove it."
Feng Nai lowered his eyes: "This has nothing to do with being weak."
Mo Bei didn't avoid it, feeling his breath land on her neck.
The numbness of the light bite filled her eyes with moisture.
Feng Nai could see it, and it was because he could see that his eyes sank deeper.
It was just a trial at first.
But now, he only has him in his eyes when he wants to see her.
If you can control this person's emotions, it will be much more interesting than simply turning her into a cold corpse.
Feng Nai was restraining himself, kissed twice, and restrained himself.
It is to prevent myself from having any influence.
But when his hand touched her waist, everything was messed up.
Impossible to move away.
He even felt that the sweater on her was superfluous.
The skin that the palm was attached to was slippery and cool, so he didn't want to move it away at all, he just wanted to touch it again and again.
The body temperature did not drop, but rose even higher.
Since you want it so much, there is little reason to stop.
Feng Nai would never treat himself badly, let alone in this kind of thing.
Another kiss landed on Mo Bei's neck. This time, he came so aggressively that it was hard to even breathe.
Mo Bei couldn't avoid the kind of strength that wanted to burn everything down.
Even when he was doing these things, his eyes were deep and he couldn't see to the end, but his breathing changed, and he asked in a low voice, "Do you like it?"
Mo Bei looked at him, his eyes were full of water vapor, and the end of his eyes was dyed with a faint crimson color. At this time, his face, which was always clear and meaningful, was like snowflakes blooming in the night. glamorous.
Feng Nai's voice sank a bit, and he raised the man's hand and pressed it on top of his head, which seemed to make it easier for him to do certain things.
For example, she rubbed her sweater into a mess, leaving his mark on her shoulders, so white that one just wanted to destroy it wantonly.
this moment.
Even he didn't know why.
He wants this person to remember him.
Remember forever.
"Mo Bei."
He bent his long legs against her, his voice soft and sweet.
"Mo Bei."
(end of this chapter)