"Mo Beixiangnan..." When Feng Nai said these four words, his arms were casually resting on the edge of the chair, his back was leaning back, strangers should not enter and his expression was lazy, much like a Linqing lion cat.
Mo Bei didn't understand why he suddenly read out his game ID number, turned his eyes sideways, and looked at that person.
But in the next second, it crashed into the man's eyes, the depth of a spring.
Few people are born so beautiful, and a certain god should be the first.
Feng Nai seemed to smile, and said in a slow voice, "When did you apply for this number?"
Mo Bei's eyes were dim: "After the former team took back the account."
"That means I just played recently." Feng Nai seemed to be chatting, raised his hand to take a sip of water, but turned his eyes sideways.
No matter what the situation was, the little brother who was near the pit never showed the slightest flaw on his face.
Even when you punch him in the face.
Feng Nai put down the mineral water, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, and played with it casually, but had no intention of leaving at all.
Looking at the time displayed on the computer, Mo Bei still looks like a beautiful boy with icebergs, but his eyes have changed slightly. Two minutes have passed. How long will a certain master be sitting here
"Brother Assistant, you seem a little distracted." Feng Nai turned his eyes sideways again: "What? Are there other things to be busy?"
Mo Bei's movements did not stop, and he replied in a very low voice: "Yes, it has been four hours since the captain took the medicine last time. I am thinking about what method to use this time to get the captain to take the medicine."
Feng Nai squinted at Mo Bei's face, and smiled, the curve of his lips turning cold: "The assistant brother should think about it."
The taste of mockery is quite strong.
Mo Bei really wanted to end this game earlier.
It's better to go to a place without him and finish the task of the account of the good boy on the phone.
After all, a certain great god has no intention of leaving at all.
Is it because of lying in bed for too long
That's why it's so boring
Mo Bei carried out a wave of harvesting quickly, using her brother's game habits and positioning.
Then, they attacked the opponent's city.
The audience came down without a single pause.
Finally, this game is over.
Mo Bei stood up with a calm face, and did not say hello to Feng Nai.
After all, they are not usually the kind of relationship that greets each other.
It's just that when she was about to take her long legs, someone took a step faster than her and kicked the chair to her way.
Mo Bei looked back.
The man still had his arms crossed, and the line of his neck was very beautiful, as if he asked casually: "Where is your mobile phone?"
Just a few words.
Mo Bei's fingers stopped suddenly, and his heartbeat was obviously much faster than before, but his tone was very calm: "The captain asked what this is for."
"My mobile phone is out of battery. Use your mobile phone to call the assistant and tell him that it's time to come back." Feng Nai's posture was still very lazy, with his long legs crossed together, blocking it impartially .
Mo Bei squinted: "Understood, I will inform him."
I thought it was okay to say that.
After all, a certain great god is not the kind of person who does it himself.
Unexpectedly, he stood up suddenly, held her wrist with his right hand, and then put the other hand into her trouser pocket accurately: "Here?"
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(end of this chapter)