"Young Master Mo, you have some refreshments first, sit here and wait." Lao Wang didn't hold back with Mo Bei: "I'll be down soon."
Mo Bei said "hmm".
Pharaoh immediately went upstairs.
He knew that the young master was in a bad mood.
In addition, he drank so much wine yesterday and had a bit of a fever. He hasn't gotten up yet, and he hasn't even taken a sip of water. He just doesn't want anyone to enter his room.
If it was normal, Lao Wang would not dare to knock on this door.
But it was Mo Shao who came, and he gained confidence.
Feng Nai's condition is indeed not very good. His tall body is lying on the bed, his black hair is fluffy, his eyelashes are very long, cast a circle of shadows, his eyebrows are still slightly twisted, his eyes are obviously blue, his lips are pale and thin , a profile that lost its color, handsome and impatient.
After hearing the knock on the door, he didn't even lift the quilt, but buried his face deeper.
Lao Wang knew that he couldn't call his young master like this, so he stood outside the door and said loudly: "Master, Master Mo is here, and he brought you notes!"
The figure on the bed suddenly paused.
Then, those eyes opened.
The color is very dark.
So deep that he didn't move.
Old Wang turned his ears to hear the sound inside.
But did not hear any echo.
Is the young master still awake
Lao Wang is still guessing.
Swish.
The door opened.
Feng Nai was still wearing pajamas, his messy black hair was a little upturned, his thin lips were blood clotted, and his left hand was still wrapped in gauze, but he didn't seem to care at all, so he walked downstairs like that
Old Wang sighed, sure enough, it was still useful for Shao Mo to come.
However, Mo Bei didn't think so.
Because when she met Feng Nai's gaze, she could feel a deep alienation.
Especially when he came down the stairs, his eyes were a little cold.
That kind of coldness with nothing inside was very similar to the first time she saw him.
Mo Bei saw his injured hand and was about to speak.
His voice sounded: "What do you want from me?"
Very light tone, as if greeting a friend.
But that's why.
Old Wang also felt that something was wrong, the young master didn't look like this when he saw Young Master Mo before.
Mo Bei's fingers also paused, and his eyes met his: "I didn't know you went to my place yesterday."
"So Yun Shen left today?" Feng Nai said casually, as if making a final confirmation.
Mo Bei let out a "hmm", but he didn't realize that this was a gift proposition.
The color in Feng Nai's eyes became darker. He seemed to laugh lowly, even his throat was a little sandy, then he raised his eyes and glanced at Old Wang: "Go and do other things first, I have something to say with Mo Shao to talk."
Lao Wang realized that something was not quite right.
The most important thing is the mood of their young master.
He had never seen such a young master before.
There was no light at all in those eyes, they were so dark that they could see the vast mist.
Lao Wang was still a little worried, and glanced in Mo Bei's direction.
That expression is short of saying, if you have anything to say, Young Master Mo and the young master should have a good talk, don't fight, it hurts feelings.
Mo Bei also sensed that something was wrong with that man.
It's just that she didn't know what the problem was.
Wait until Lao Wang is gone.
Feng Nai spoke again, with a slow voice: "It should be that they slept together."
It's not that Mo Bei denies it, and it's not that he doesn't deny it.
The corner of Feng Nai's mouth twitched, there was an indescribable feeling in that arc: "Hello."
(end of this chapter)