Feng Nai, as long as he is willing, everything will become a temptation.
Including, like now, calling a person by their first name.
Probably want it too much.
Can actually touch the heart.
For a moment, his thoughts were out of his control.
The severe headache made him stop, his eyes were deeply cold.
"Go away."
He is saying so.
At the same time, he also noticed that he was still there.
He was talking, his voice was light: "Do you think she accepted you because of you? It was because of me. She always likes to pamper me. If you get along with her like me, of course she will let you, but if you want to Be clear, it's not liking, you think you are as cruel and boring as you are now, and you can't pretend to be good, will she want it?"
The last sentence made Feng Nai's eyes lose any warmth.
He really wanted to destroy this person in front of him now.
Such mood swings were the last thing he needed.
But, he just wanted to get it.
Not relying on the past, but himself, he wants to get this person.
"You like my face?"
When Feng Nai asked this question, he obviously wanted to withdraw his hand.
Mo Bei stretched out his hand to hold him down, his eyes were crystal clear, and he said to the center of gravity: "Did you talk to yourself just now?"
Feng Nai smiled: "What? Are you happy to realize that he might come back?"
Mo Bei didn't speak.
Feng Nai's smile became even wider. As expected, this person was only for...
"You're jealous." Mo Bei reached out and hugged his waist, his aura remained unchanged: "Is it interesting to eat your own jealousy?"
Feng Nai's eyes stopped, and he wanted to deny it.
Has been kissed by her.
Fuck.
An unexpected swear word.
Mo Bei looked at the handsome face that had been so gentle from just now, his eyes became more and more gentle: "Cute."
When Feng Nai heard this word, he raised his eyes and frowned: "Who taught you Chinese, can you use adjectives?"
"My Chinese score is very good." Mo Bei thought for a while and said, "Better than yours."
Feng Nai raised his eyebrows.
Mo Bei thought he didn't believe it: "The score is higher than yours."
Feng Nai narrowed his eyes casually: "Then I used to be really, it's useless."
Not as strong as someone, and even lost to a girl in Chinese.
Thinking of this, Feng Nai suddenly lowered his eyes, and lightly bit her neck again.
In this regard, it is impossible, and he will still lose.
Mo Bei's eyes were sober this time, and her hand was still pinching the back of his neck, purely enjoying it that way.
Feng Nai also noticed, did this man treat him like a dog and act like a spoiled child at her
Oh, I am really not afraid of death.
Feng Nai stopped moving and looked at Mo Bei: "Is it easy to touch?"
"Yeah." Mo Bei didn't deny it.
Feng Nai laughed angrily: "Do you need me to bark twice to make you feel more comfortable?"
"Are you a child?" Mo Bei reached out and poked his face: "I'm angry again."
Feng Nai's eyes became much lighter: "Take your hands away."
Mo Bei looked at him without saying a word.
Feng Nai turned her face sideways, and when she saw the whiteness of the sweater with her eyes, she stretched out her hand and pulled the thin quilt, so that she was buried in it, and she couldn't even see her face.
Mo Bei couldn't see anyone, all he could feel was the breath.
At this time, it is dangerous to do it.
Even Feng Nai thought that if someone didn't have a brain problem, he should be wary of him.
But she didn't.
Still lying there quietly.
Probably too quiet.
It's so quiet that it makes one's heart itch.
Only then would Feng Nai have the next move.
He kissed her through the thin quilt, in a very low voice: "Don't always think about getting him back..."
(end of this chapter)