Now, Brother Nai seems to care more about Mo Nan than he did to Bey at that time.
Right.
It's not an emotion after all.
To be honest, it was hard for young master Jin to imagine that his elder brother Nai could bend.
With that person's pride, it is impossible to like someone's boyfriend.
Young Master Jin turned his eyes sideways, and then glanced at the slender figure receding in the car window.
Sure enough, love words hurt people...
The night wind blows.
The windbreaker on Feng Nai's body was blown up.
In addition, his legs are already very slender.
People who came out from inside would turn their eyes to look at him.
Mo Bei has heard more than one person say, "So handsome, so handsome."
Both of them wore masks to avoid being recognized.
But even so.
Someone still said "ah".
"K, God K! Is it God K?!"
Mo Bei frowned just now.
He was grabbed by the wrist by the people around him, and his voice came through the mask, with a magnetic voice: "What are you still doing standing here, being photographed?"
language fall.
It's just striding forward with long legs.
Long legs probably have this advantage.
He walked so fast that no one else could catch up with a trot.
Just go ahead, there are others.
Sometimes, it does.
Once recognized.
It is still a little difficult to really go.
It doesn't matter to Mo Bei.
In terms of popularity, Feng Nai is more than one degree behind.
But the person in front of him can't.
If you are stuck here, it is estimated that the club will have to solve it.
Because it's a playground.
This is the time when there are many people.
Mo Bei turned his eyes away, took a look around, then pulled the man to stop, and met Feng Nai's gaze: "The railing."
Feng Nai lowered his eyes and changed direction instantly.
Both of them reached out well.
Over there over the sidewalk railing.
It's not hard for them.
Even very tacit understanding.
Handsome and neat landing.
Just like that, he opened a decisive distance from the person who was about to catch up behind him.
But pictures of them together were snapped anyway.
It doesn't matter.
For the fans, it is simply a wave of sugar.
Especially the way those two stood together.
Wearing private clothes, when they looked at each other, they were really very cute.
On the other hand, Manager Li felt that these two people were in the same frame too often.
Who can the young master have a good relationship with.
But if there is any tendency.
The old chairman will ask him to settle accounts.
He had to find a way to remind the young master.
Manager Li looked at the photos on the Internet and reached out to press his head.
In the night, Feng Nai and Mo Bei got into the car, breathing faster than before.
They looked at each other again, and when they leaned shoulder to shoulder, their lips slightly raised.
The beating of the heart is also different from usual.
After all, he ran all the way.
But when Feng Nai saw the man's fair neck, his eyes darkened.
Then, he tilted his head and leaned on Mo Bei's shoulder.
"What?" Mo Bei turned his eyes sideways.
Feng Nai seemed a little uncomfortable, and frowned slightly: "The wine is coming up."
He did drink a lot today.
Since becoming an e-sports player.
Feng Nai never lived like this again.
But there is one thing that anyone who is familiar with him knows.
Feng Nai was not drunk at all.
Basically, drinking whatever you want can knock people down.
Can be in a state of indifference from beginning to end.
So, for the current him, what he said to be drunk, does not exist at all...
(end of this chapter)