Fuck!
This was Mo Nan's first reaction.
He knew the voice turned into ashes.
It's the boss of the No. 1 middle school with eyes reaching to the top of his head, Young Master Feng!
Fortunately, Mo Nan stood with his back to the stairs.
The change in the eyes at that moment was not seen by anyone.
But wait a minute.
Is this person asking him
Oh, yes.
His sister said that "they" have a pretty good relationship now.
Mo Nan quickly sorted out his mood.
In order to make myself look like I don't want to fight with each other so much.
After Mo Nan's eyes dimmed, he turned his face to the side, with one hand in his trouser pocket, his black hair hitting the bridge of his nose. Looking from the angle upstairs, Mo Nan really didn't have any problems, but his chin The arc is just in the sunlight.
It is clear and meaningful, but also cold: "Yes."
Mo Nan summed up one thing, that is, say less and make less mistakes. When you don't know what the situation is, just use the word "um" instead.
Anyway, his sister is like a little stuffy oil bottle, she doesn't talk much.
Feng Nai came down from upstairs, and slowly approached.
For some unknown reason, one of his hands was wrapped in a white bandage, and it just casually hung to one side.
The face was sharp and angular, clean without a trace of magazines.
His eyes are very deep. Whether he is from No. 1 Middle School or No. 2 Middle School, they always say that his eyes are the weapon that fascinates girls the most. This sentence is not unreasonable.
Mo Nan's heart was about to jump out, trying hard to control his gaze not to change.
However, when Feng Nai stopped in front of him, the corner of the evildoer's eyes still twitched: "Why do you feel that you are a bit fierce?"
fierce? Is he fierce? Mo Nan stood there, where no one else could see, and clenched his hands. He knew that Young Master Feng liked to find fault!
Mo Nan clenched his hand hanging aside, his voice was still very light: "No."
Feng Nai moved a little closer to him, looking at that clear and porcelain-white face.
Mo Nan wanted to say, brother, what are you doing, just say what you say, you are so close to me, you are looking at it like an animal!
Feng Nai's long and narrow eyes narrowed for a moment, and a strong sense of oppression rushed over his face: "You seem to be..."
Mo Nan turned his eyes and looked at him.
Only then did Feng Nai stand up straight, casually: "It's nothing, I thought you were a different person just now."
Mo Nan: ...
Fuck!
I stand here without saying anything, why do you think I'm a different person.
horrible!
And why don't you feel it all of a sudden.
Mo Nan had no idea at all, and even shuddered a little.
After all, he couldn't see through the opponent's eyes at all.
I don't know how his sister managed to have a good relationship with people.
Only Feng Nai knew that his mood was not very stable.
Some problems that he just realized just now made him not know how to face this person.
Even for what he just did, there is still some guilt and jealousy.
"Do you think you haven't dated enough yet?"
In Feng Nai's blurted words, there was a sneer that he didn't even notice.
Mo Nan thought to himself, does Hei Yan care about team members dating
But there is no trace on his face, after all, his current identity is his sister.
"No." He had a handsome face indifferently, with light eyes.
In addition to um, his sister also has a daily expression that she doesn't have. As long as she uses it well, it shouldn't be a problem to carry out the current facial paralysis to the end.
Mo Nan really imitated it very much.
But what made him almost jump up in shock was what Feng Nai did next...
(end of this chapter)