Mo Bei didn't know about it.
I only combined my own experience of pouring wine in three sips.
He looked at the man's pale lips again.
See him pressing his stomach with one hand.
Already believed seven points.
Young Master Jin was wrong about one thing.
When Feng Nai really wanted someone, he would not be cruel to others, but to himself.
In order to look more realistic, I knew that after drinking, pressing my stomach like this would hurt a lot.
He still pressed it.
"Let me sleep on my back for a while." Feng Nai closed her eyes, her voice a little muffled.
Mo Bei looked at that face: "Stomach pain?"
"Yeah." Feng Nai moved his eyelashes. This experience came entirely from Lin Keng Keng's classmate. Every time that guy pretended to be pitiful, he used this trick for him.
Obviously, Feng Nai did use the right trick.
Mo Bei has never had a temper with such cute things.
Especially when I thought that the person was still like a cat, I didn't think much about it. I stretched out my hand and pressed it on the person's stomach, rubbing it lightly.
Feng Nai paused, and opened his eyes. Reflecting the lights of the city outside the window, his eyes looked even more beautiful and deep.
Mo Bei thought it was because of his cleanliness addiction, and his emotions were fine, so he said in a low voice: "Hold it, press it like this, it will make your stomach feel better."
Feng Nai didn't speak, but closed his eyes again, his pale handsome face raised a shallow arc when Mo Bei couldn't see it.
Is not everyone who has tasted warm.
It's not like going back into the cold again.
It's so boring.
Without this person, my previous life was really boring.
Yun Shen is different.
She didn't have to be this person.
But he only needs this one.
Since it is pretending to be drunk.
Of course, you have to pretend to be thorough.
The further Feng Nai went to the back, the more uncomfortable it seemed.
Mo Bei saw that he was uncomfortable, and when he got out of the car, he naturally leaned against her.
Feng Nai likes such a negative distance.
Even nostalgia.
Putting one hand on Mo Bei's shoulder, the other held down his black hair and pushed it back, revealing that handsome and clear face, as if he was really drunk.
It's just that Feng Nai like this has a deadly sexiness in the night.
Originally, he looked like a monster.
It's even more shocking now.
In addition, he knew exactly where the weakness of the little brother Linkengeng was.
Even pretending to be very sick.
He looked as if he had lost one-tenth of his usual aura.
Mo Bei looked at his increasingly pale lips, and did not let him go.
Even after entering the base, he still carried him upstairs like that half-embraced.
At this point, everyone else has fallen asleep.
Mo Bei was trying to keep his volume down as much as possible.
Just when the door is open.
Take the key out of his pocket.
Feng Nai turned his body sideways, breathing just behind Mo Bei's ear, it was hard for people not to care.
Mo Bei raised his eyes and tried again, trying to use the force of pushing the door to bring him in.
I don't know what went wrong.
at closing time.
One is defenseless.
There is a rebound.
And the man hanging on her shoulder did nothing but trapped her between the chest and the wooden door.
The location has also changed.
Mo Bei's fingers visibly paused.
(end of this chapter)