The two were very close.
To maintain such a posture.
Can't make any noise.
Because people from outside have already come in.
They even turned on the lights.
Fortunately, it is darker under the dressing table.
And the people who came in were anxious to find something.
"hurry up."
"Yes, data cable, my data cable..."
Mo Bei turned his face to listen to the voice from one side. He was originally on guard, but he froze a little in the next second.
Because the man's hand moved upwards.
Looking back, Mo Bei couldn't ignore the heat he brought. He really wanted to move, and his legs did move, but not by much, because there were some sundries beside it.
As soon as it touched it, there was a sound.
"what sound?"
Someone outside is asking.
"It should be something dropped, don't worry about it."
"Did you find your data cable?"
"No, not in the drawer, isn't it here?"
"Brother, here it is, right on the table."
"Hahaha, my eyes..."
Mo Bei realized that the two men were getting closer.
But the point of sight has not changed.
Because the man in front of him was smiling, with a slightly sinister attitude, and in that posture, he was still close to her ear, and his voice was so low that his breath seemed to touch the tip of her ear directly: "Little brother, look It's really tense."
Mo Bei looked at his hand, meaning can he not move it
Feng Nai's voice is always magnetic, especially when only two people hear it: "However, this is more suitable for talking about something, your style of play..."
The noise was low, and it seemed that someone had noticed this side.
In order to stop him from talking, Mo Bei raised his hand and pressed him down. While changing his posture, his two faces could almost touch each other.
Feng Nai looked at the hand covering his lips, and felt that his breath was filled with a mixture of grass and lemon, which was slightly sweet and soft.
He was so soft that he almost couldn't control it and did something.
Mo Bei also knew that this posture was more intimate.
A certain great god looks too good-looking.
He has a strong aura, but he has a youthful air.
Especially those eyes, very deep.
After the lips are covered, it looks more like a whirlpool, which can suck people in.
Mo Bei is a person who always puts etiquette first.
As Mo Nan said, his sister is just a little old-fashioned.
Cover your mouth now.
I still feel like I'm taking advantage of people.
Just listen to the noise outside.
The phone in my pocket kept vibrating.
Whether it's his or hers.
Don't think about Feng Nai's, it must be the post-match interview.
The two best people disappear at the same time.
Hei Yan's manager must have called.
Fortunately, the people over there have left.
When the lock sounded.
The first thing Mo Bei did was to put his hands down, and he got up quickly and handsomely.
Feng Nai didn't move, he was still sitting there with one of his long legs slightly bent, he just looked at Mo Bei, his voice was still weak: "You really look like an uncle who has been whoring for nothing."
Mo Bei looked at the man's uniform because she had pulled it just now, half of it was opened, and the T-shirt inside was also a little slippery, revealing a beautiful collarbone.
It's really a bit like being done by someone. Fortunately, the person who came in just now didn't notice, otherwise there would be headlines the next day...
Mo Bei still felt that he had eaten the other party's tofu, so he stretched out his hand in order to pull him up.
Unexpectedly, her fingertips just touched his.
In the next second, someone dragged her down...
(end of this chapter)