manager:…
Young master, isn't your request a little too rascal
Mo Bei also turned his hand and grabbed the opponent's wrist, his voice was cold: "Captain, I just said, don't do strange things."
"It's weird to take off your shirt?" Feng Nai's smile remained undiminished, and there seemed to be light in his eyes, glowing with moonlight: "It's something that boys don't mind, do you mind?"
Mo Bei looked at him, his tone was very light: "It's not strange to take off my shirt, but it's strange if you help me take it off."
Saying that, she flicked his hand.
He pressed his own zipper with his fingertips, pulled it off handsomely, and threw the coat into the manager's hand.
Then there is the matching half-sleeved shirt inside.
Mo Bei's mood didn't change at all.
His slender fingers landed on the button and untied the one at the neck.
Her eyes were deep, she seemed to be looking at Feng Nai, but she was actually calculating the time and the other's psychology.
It's a gamble.
You won't know if you won or lost until the end.
And Mo Bei's bet was that he wouldn't let her really take off her shirt here.
After all, there are people around.
When the button is undone to the second.
All Feng Nai could see was the white to almost transparent collarbone and the vest of the same color lining it.
Further down is the third one, in the center of the chest.
Before Mo Bei's fingers touched it.
Feng Nai pulled back the coat from the manager's hand, and threw it into Mo Bei's arms with a side hand. While successfully blocking the surrounding sight, he also successfully covered the disturbing figure.
He really can't.
Let people other than him see this scene.
Moreover, if he told him to take it off, he would take it off.
Could it be that he was wrong
Feng Nai looked down at the surveillance screen on the phone again.
The fluttering figure in the white dress was still there, but he no longer had the interest to take another look.
After clicking close directly.
He raised his eyes and looked at the man again.
Mo Bei seemed a little puzzled, looking at him with black and white eyes.
"Put it on." Feng Nai threw this sentence over. ,
Mo Bei didn't move, but his eyes were very light: "Is the captain really distinguishing? I'm not my sister. In the end, the captain will not let me do such boring things again."
Feng Nai snorted, as if mocking himself: "It's really boring."
Whether he was straight or crooked didn't seem to matter much.
What's important is that he doesn't want this person to look at him with such disgust as he does now.
"Master, that guest has entered the room, have you come up now?"
The sound in the earphones has not stopped.
There was a figure walking over there, it was Feng Yi.
The suit on his body was still very straight, and he smiled commercially, followed by a person in charge of the hotel.
After coming here, he paused for a moment: "Xiao Nai, why are you here, Mo Nan, come here, the activity has not been completed, I have to see the person in charge."
"Okay." The moment Mo Bei turned his head, the strength of his right hand relaxed a little. If he endured it for too long, he would indeed be tired.
But fortunately, it was about the same time as she calculated.
Uncle Feng caught up.
It is a complete set of rhetoric.
In this case, even if the other party has more doubts, it will be cancelled.
After all, Feng Nai didn't know her relationship with Uncle Feng.
Nor would he think that Uncle Feng was lying for her.
Indeed.
If Feng Nai still felt that something was wrong before.
When Feng Hu came, he brought one of the hotel managers with him, obviously for the public.
In other words, it's just a coincidence that someone is here
(end of this chapter)