Feng Nai lowered the brim of his black hat, he had watched his previous game video.
Even if he doesn't want to admit it, he can't do that.
He couldn't remember how to change equipment in seconds, show up in the dragon pit, and even some operations...
Sensing the strangeness of the people around him, Mo Bei's eyes fell: "What?"
"It's nothing." Feng Nai smiled, but didn't show his eyes, his jawline was still beautiful, looking from a distance, he was arrogant and evil.
Probably thinking that they said something wrong, the two contestants glanced at each other, pointed to the phone, pressed the words, and turned the screen sideways so that Mo Bei could see it.
Mo Bei's expression was very calm, as if he didn't care about this kind of thing.
But those who are familiar with her know that her eyes began to darken, as if soaked in ink.
He has always been a proud man.
No one knows this better than Mo Bei.
For the sake of being an idol, I don’t buy spicy strips myself.
When drawing blood, I turned my head away and didn't even look at it.
But once the game started, he seemed to be able to support everything, slander and abuse, and did not destroy him in the slightest.
Now he just forgot.
So even his pride was trampled underfoot.
Mo Bei's left hand, which was placed on the seat, was a little whitish.
The coldness emanating from her eyes made the two people holding up their mobile phones look a little bit stupefied.
Just when they suspected that God Bey would "jump the tower and kill" them, Mo Bei raised his hand naturally, picked up the safety manual on the plane, and leaned over.
The sudden soft and cool touch on the thin lips made Feng Nai, who was still smiling wickedly, suddenly paused.
The black eyes hidden under the brim of the hat have other emotions.
Mo Bei's posture is A and handsome. Even though the profiles of the two of them are blocked by the safety manual, what she did is clear at a glance when she looks at the people here.
Those two players were dumbfounded.
Hua Xiaoyi, who was looking for a good friend for snacks, had a bag of yogurt in her mouth, with a face full of who am I and where am I.
Han Xi is much calmer, even if the action is real, he taps the phone, airplane mode, and can't receive a message from a famous goddess, so he pokes the screen with his fingertip.
Zhao Sanpang was still snoring, so he couldn't see this scene.
Little Devil Bo bought a first-class cabin, and he was cocking his two short, white and tender legs like lotus roots, trying to figure out how to escape from the Qin family so as not to be discovered by his scumbag father. He frowned slightly, causing the stewardesses to call out: "It's so cute, I really want to steal it home and raise it."
Mo Bei's kiss didn't last long.
The safety manual is removed, and there is still a faint lemon fragrance.
Feng Nai's eyes froze for a moment, and then he regained his appearance as a young master: "Miss, please pay attention to the next occasion, don't just kiss me."
"Okay." Mo Bei's hand was about to drop.
Feng Nai pulled her over, it was the same safety manual, but with different strength.
The meaning of possessiveness is becoming more and more obvious, and it also brings pity.
It wasn't until Mo Bei's breathing became unsteady that he slowed down, oozing lightly, and when he left, the corners of his mouth overflowed with satisfaction.
Mo Bei, who was held in his arms, could feel the strong heartbeat and the sweetness of mint remaining between his lips and teeth.
Someone was watching, Feng Nai raised his jawline, his handsome and indifferent face was written all over, and with a hooked lip, it made people blush and heartbeat.
After all, those perennially pale lips are now dyed, adding a bit of extravagance, making him look more like a demon, handsome and seductive.
The two contestants once again lamented that the one they like is a girl, otherwise they would look like king... Shaking their heads, they didn't dare to look any further.
Cat, Cat, and Bear was even more guilty of being looked back by his boss, and silently shrank back.
Mo Bei was in Feng Nai's arms, and raised his hand to hold his. The two were wearing the same clothes. Because of their outstanding looks, when they slept next to each other, the picture was beautiful and pleasing to the eye.
Soon, all the lights in the cabin went out.
Feng Nai opened his eyes, and his gaze fell on her wrist, which was still wrapped in a white bandage.
"Champion, I will help you get it."
"He can do it, so can I."
This sentence was not heard by anyone except Feng Yi who was still reading the files of the major teams.
The cabin returned to calm, except for the slightly lower snoring, and then went to other.
Feng Yi stretched out his hand and pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, like a scheming fox.
After all, watching his mighty nephew eat and drink has always been his pleasure.
only…
Feng Yi returned his gaze to the video data on the tablet.
To really win the championship, Nell has to get better.
After all, the Milan competition is not like the domestic competition. It may be okay to break through, but the top three teams are not easy to win.
Moreover, the opponent should have already obtained information about their current situation, so they have to figure out how to adjust to win.
Although that one will definitely stabilize everything in the country.
But once Nier makes a mistake on the court...all will be reset to zero.
Feng Yi knows the public opinion best, and also understands the complicated consequences it brings.
Take a look, and see what his nephew would do in the face of adversity...
It was night, and the plane flew over the ocean, piercing the clouds.
Everyone in the cabin was resting until the announcement sounded.
"Dear passengers and friends, we have arrived at our destination safely, and the plane needs to taxi to the designated stand. In order to ensure your safety..."
The Chinese and English simulcast successfully woke up Zhao Sanpang. He slapped his face hard, and the fat man said: "Cheer up, remember, and overwhelm the other party in terms of momentum."
"The other party? Who?" Hua Xiaoyi's hair curled up.
Zhao Sanpang looked at the signal light and unbuckled his seat belt: "You will know when you get off the plane."
Hua Xiao also had question marks on her face.
Discipline must be followed when going abroad, this is the rule established by Qin Mo from the very beginning when he led the team to go overseas.
A dozen or so people lined up to get off the plane and get on the shuttle bus. The neatness made the locals sweep over here.
"look!"
"People from H country?"
"NO, NO, it must be from Huaxia. I have been to Huaxia, and they all look like this!"
"so cool!"
"I'm rude because people in State Y are short, my God, it's so cool!"
The languages of many countries are mixed in it.
Some contestants did not understand: "What are they talking about?"
"have no idea."
"God K seems to know the pronunciation of any country."
"real or fake?"
"Really, last year in the league, a reporter discriminated against us, and he even mocked people in F language."
"This... that reporter should have a shadow."
"It's not even the slightest bit dark."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Sanpang patted Feng Nai: "What about complimenting you?"
Feng Nai stood tall and tall, and glanced sideways: "Kua Fat God has a good posture hanging on the wall, and there are many on the Internet."
Zhao Sanpang: ...
He finally understood why Little Devil Bo didn't want to see this person.
This is as annoying as Qin Xinji!
(end of this chapter)