Feng Nai's fingers tightened.
He suddenly withdrew his gaze, trying to suppress some impulsive thoughts.
The young and sexy Adam's apple moved.
The black eyes are getting deeper and deeper.
It was so deep that Mo Bei was about to approach him.
There was a momentary pause.
Mo Bei noticed that his eyes were wandering, with a clear and handsome face, and a slight frown between his brows.
Then, he turned off the fire, raised his hand, and pressed the back of his hand against Feng Nai's forehead.
When Feng Nai's eyes fell, all he could see was the face that was close at hand and the lips that were as thin as flower petals.
What can be heard seems to be some more and more rapid agitation, and more and more hot blood.
"It's really hot." Mo Bei didn't relax his brows, and asked again: "Is it because I haven't eaten dinner, and I'm not feeling well now?"
Feng Nai's eyes darkened, and only after hearing the voice did he seem to regain his sanity.
He separated Mo Bei's hands, and turned his back, as if casually: "No."
Why is the sound so rusty
Mo Bei thought of the other party's physique that was prone to colds.
I thought it was the result of the air conditioner being turned on too low before.
I didn't say much.
But after turning off the flame.
Mo Bei filled another bowl of hot noodle soup.
A plate and a porcelain bowl are very beautiful when placed on the table.
Instant noodles are not an ordinary cooking method.
No seasoning was used.
Instead, take it out after cooking, stir-fry it with diced eggs, ham and celery, and spread half of it with shredded cucumber and radish.
Just looking at it can make people move their index fingers.
The noodle soup on the side is also just right.
People who just eat, seem a little absent-minded.
Mo Bei raised his eyebrows, thinking that there was something wrong with the taste.
He took out the bamboo chopsticks, picked one, and tasted it.
Didn't taste anything.
On the other hand, Feng Nai's fingers tightened because of Mo Bei's approach.
Then, he suddenly grabbed Mo Bei's wrist, as if something was about to burst out from the bottom of his eyes.
Just when Mo Bei was puzzled.
There was only a bang.
Feng Nai stood up from the seat, and said in a cold voice, "I'm going to wash my face."
wash your face
It was the first time that Mo Bei couldn't keep up with someone's thoughts.
The door was closed over there.
The current is strong.
After Feng Nai splashed the cold water on his face, he tilted his head and curled his lower lip.
Could it be that he cared too much.
There was no response, what was he panicking about.
Feng Nai laughed, mocking himself a little.
But as soon as he got closer, he would remember how he felt when he met that person in the back playground.
It is very soft and cool, with a taste of lemon, very thirst-quenching and addictive in summer, and even makes people think...
Wow!
Feng Nai took another handful of water and hit her face.
In the mirror, water dripped down his black hair and hit his angular side face, then slowly fell, dripping from his chin onto the back of his hand.
The eyes are so dark that people can only feel magic.
If Feng Nai like this was seen by fans, he would definitely be even crazier.
It's really a monster to a certain extent.
Because no one has ever seen him like this.
The bridge of the nose is straight and straight, and there is no doubt that it is deep.
Clearness and darkness collide.
The always inattentive eyes seemed to be fiddled with by something.
Feng Nai's thoughts were interrupted, and he tried to cool down some of his other thoughts.
I began to gradually regain my sanity.
Probably because it was his first kiss.
That's why he looks like this.
Unlike the other party, who has a girlfriend...
(end of this chapter)