poke, poke his face
Poke him in the face!
Mo Nan is about to stop breathing, okay
"Then why this expression." Feng Nai's voice didn't change, he poked the corner of the other's lips with his slender fingers, as usual, very casually.
But all of this is for Mo Nan.
It was a thunderbolt!
Poke in the face
Who is going to explain to this big straight guy some science? One boy pokes another boy in the face. What kind of show is this? !
Is this still the King he knew
The king who would never glance at anyone standing next to him.
I am afraid that I will get some germs, and I can't wait to keep a distance of more than one meter from others at school.
Poke the face, hehehehe...
Could it be that the other party is a fake
And does he know whose face he poked, the boss of No. 2 Middle School!
Mo Nan endured it with all his strength, so there was no damage on his face.
Even if he wanted to wave the man's hand away.
You have to block it with a clear face.
He had to match his sister's temperament.
Unexpectedly, the person standing opposite him smiled, his voice was not warm: "This little brother is really, after the date, he won't even let his face be touched?"
what did he call him
Little, brother, brother
Fuck, he won't dare to look at the word "little brother" in the future, okay
Mo Nan continued to bear it, with a blank expression on his face.
Also, what does he mean by that.
This guy often touched his sister's face before
No, he has to hold back and can't do anything.
Just when Mo Nan lowered his eyes and suppressed his emotions.
Feng Nai's arm suddenly came over, as if it fell on his shoulder very naturally: "Isn't it because you ended the date early, are you so unhappy?"
Mo Nan froze: ...
Although his sister said that the relationship between her and the other party is not bad now.
However, Mo Nan never thought of such a good relationship
It's not that Mo Nan has never seen the relationship between this person and the vice president of No. 1 Middle School.
That should be brothers.
We basically eat together after school.
And the vice president of No. 1 Middle School seemed to have entered the same elementary school as Feng Nai.
But he never did that to the vice president!
At most, the same screen appears.
How did he get to his sister... Greetings, poking her face, hooking her shoulders
It's okay to hook the shoulders and hang the back, after all, normal boys can do it.
What's up with poking in the face.
If he didn't know that the other party was a straighter guy than him, he...
"What's this smell on you?" Feng Nai asked, interrupting Mo Nan's thoughts.
Mo Nan worked hard to get used to the other party, expressionless: "Taste?"
"Yeah." Feng Nai's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he moved closer, his eyes lowered: "It's different from your usual smell, it doesn't smell like lemon, it's a different kind of smell..."
Mo Nan wanted to say, you don't know how, brother, you even have to distinguish the tastes!
What to do
smell.
How did his sister's smell come from
He has no idea.
However, the other party seems to be very concerned about this kind of thing, and his figure is lowered a little bit, even with those deep eyes that seem to be examined, the high bridge of the nose, and that dangerous face, slowly looking towards Leaning in his direction.
Mo Nan's heartbeat is so fast that he could be sent directly to the emergency room, so he was discovered like this, right
I rub this really.
Mo Nan looked at that face.
Immediately afterwards, without knowing what he was thinking, there was a profound change in his eyes: "What the hell are you..."
(end of this chapter)