Mo Bei looked back and glanced this way.
Mainly to see a certain Young Master Feng who is acting as a demon.
Feng Nai was wearing a mask, his eyes were dark, and when he met her gaze, he was a little innocent.
Mo Bei looked at it, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitched upwards.
Just pretend like this
The Bo little devil didn't know why his bey sister was laughing.
Everyone knows how difficult it is to make a person who has no extra facial expressions since childhood laugh.
Little Devil Bo squinted his eyes, but didn't speak yet.
Over there, Zhao Sanpang raised the horn: "What kind of seat do you want to change? It's already here, king, I warn you, don't use your beauty tricks on the little facial paralysis! Now you fat man, I'm here, What I care about is that during the competition, those who try to fall in love at public expense, sit down, sit down!"
Mo Bei wanted to coax people in the past, but the rules had to be followed, so he didn't move.
Seeing this, the childishness that Feng Nai had put on with great difficulty was gone now, her eyes were fierce and cold.
The beauty in Zhao Sanpang's heart, the feeling of beating a mandarin duck with a stick... ah bah!
He's here to protect the little one, and his own child can't just be snatched away like this.
It is sad to say.
Their little one is too active.
Really, too active!
Even a man understands, how can a girl take the initiative in love, right
Zhao Sanpang no longer wants to look back at this week's scenes.
Don't ask, asking is the thing of the Feng family, he has no hands at all.
Zhao Sanpang also checked the relevant information of King, and there are quite a lot of girlfriend fans.
Girls nowadays just don't know how to look at people!
Fortunately, he's a little kid, so it's a little bit of face for him.
I was thinking so.
Over there, Mo Bei turned his head back and straightened Feng Nai's mask, his voice was a little low, even with the coldness, there was a sense of coaxing: "When we get on the plane, I'll sit next to you. "
"Okay." After being coaxed, Young Master Feng rolled his eyes lazily, and looked at everyone as if he was looking at scum.
Zhao Sanpang: ...
The assistant and driver reminded at the right time: "Then what, fat man, we're here, we're here."
Even if Zhao Sanpang couldn't get used to Feng Dashao's style, he didn't stick to those people anymore, after all, he knew how chaotic the airport was.
He raised the horn and put on his uniform: "The mobile phones were also distributed to you just now, and you are aware of the current public opinion environment. Many people are waiting to catch you today. Don't expect anyone to happily send you out. There are quite a few of you who are asked to withdraw from the competition, even if it sounds nice, but there is one thing, you listen to Fat Lord, ignore it, don’t care about what the other party says or does, don’t be emotional, let alone be Got it."
Hearing this, Teng Hui and Cat, Cat and Bear took a look at his boss.
Zhao Sanpang opened the car door with a swish: "In addition to what you said just now, there is another sentence, remember, you are going to win glory. This point cannot be changed by whoever said something. Keep your back straight, and when you enter this door, no one is allowed to coax you, and let me walk out with the aura of a world champion."
After the words fell, he raised his eyes again: "Back then, my captain retired, Qin Mo was silent, and the Imperial League was disbanded. I thought I would never come back again. Now I come back to tell you."
"For so many years, thank you for scoring Milan again."
Thank you for scoring against Milan again.
Reminds me of that time too.
(end of this chapter)