"You bastard, say it again." Mr. Feng narrowed his eyes, and wanted to pick up his crutches and beat someone up.
Mo Bei, who came out of the room, was faster than him.
He held Feng Nai's wrist sideways, and pulled the person behind him, with a soft voice: "Grandpa, don't be angry."
Is this for protection? Are you still protecting it
Old Man Feng sighed for a long time, looked at his useless grandson, his voice calmed down a lot, and he was still not angry: "There will be times when you regret it."
Feng Nai didn't listen to the old man.
His eyes basically fell on the figure in front of him.
The emotion in the eyes became brighter, darker, and finally curled up his lips, covered his eyes with broken hair: "I said more than once that I am not him, he needs you to stand in front like this, I don't need it."
then.
Feng Nai pulled Mo Bei behind him with all his strength, even his gentleness couldn't hide the evil: "What is the meeting that Grandpa said, and where is the address?"
Old Man Feng raised his eyebrows: "What? Want to go again?"
Feng Nai glanced at Mo Bei: "I have to tell some people, oh yes, I also need to tell grandpa and that psychiatrist that I have indeed come back and hid your favorite grandson, but it doesn't mean that , who can bully my people."
When the steward heard these words, he hurriedly went to see the old chairman, the young master, he, he all...
Old Man Feng didn't change much, instead he glanced at Mo Bei: "Your man? Are you admitting it? You also said that you are not Nair."
"Heh, the outside world knows that I'm her boyfriend. Denying it at this time will only be bad for me." When Feng Nai said this, he turned his face, turned around, and reminded himself lazily The person on the side: "Don't think about it, understand?"
Mo Bei looked into his eyes: "What are you thinking?"
"What else can I do, I think I did this for you, I..." Feng Nai said halfway, realizing that the butler and the old man were still there, and coughed coldly: "I just don't think it's necessary to pretend anymore Go down. I don't want to act with that psychiatrist."
Mo Bei let out a "hmm", and wrapped his wrist tightly, "Mmm, I don't want to."
"Perfunctory me?" Feng Nai lowered his eyes.
Mo Bei brushed his black hair aside: "It's time to rest after tossing and tossing. Let's go together tomorrow."
Feng Nai didn't know if it was the previous him who was too unpromising, or if it was the memory left in his body.
When being patted on the head by that person, I can't help but want to obey.
what is this
He's not the one who pretends to be a little milk dog and will be softened by a bone, he...
"good."
A kiss landed on his wrist.
Refreshingly cool.
"I'll accompany you."
Feng Nai only felt itchy where she touched it.
I accompany you, these three words are like magic.
Make him forget to say no.
When he reacted again, his hands were clenched again.
never mind.
She is like this, if he leaves her again, she will lose face.
When Feng Nai thought this way, he didn't notice that the corners of his mouth were rising.
To outsiders, it will always feel miraculous.
After the butler watched the two figures walk away, the shock in his eyes still hasn't subsided: "Chairman, the young master..."
Under normal circumstances, it's not surprising that the young master would behave like this.
But the young master in front of him is clearly the one who has the tendency to kill...
Why is it still... in front of Ms. Mo
(end of this chapter)