Cat, Cat and Bear rubbed their faces.
Grandma Hui was shaking her head.
After Tongtong looked at each other, they set their eyes on Han Xi.
Why is he not surprised at all
As if nothing had happened, Han Xi just gave these two people a stupid look.
Does that mean he already knew
Cat, Cat and Bear's eyes widened.
After holding the beer for a while, he asked, "Then, is it really okay for the boss to send Mo Nan back to the room?"
"Boss doesn't give it away? You give it?" Grandma took a sip of ashes, trying to calm down.
Cat, Cat, and Bear shook his head immediately, what are you kidding, after knowing what the boss means to his brother, would he still dare to send his brother back to his room
Even if there were half of him in that room, he wouldn't dare to die, he would be sent to the bathroom!
There is still a distance from the dance floor to the guest room.
Except for the fact that I like to hug people.
Someone doesn't look like he's drunk at all.
He didn't wobble when he walked, and his standing posture was still as tall as a pine tree. His face was clear and cold, and his black eyelashes were long. He knew which floor they lived on, and would raise his hand to press the elevator.
Feng Nai looked sideways at Mo Bei who was standing beside him. His eyes were deep. If someone was not familiar with this guy, he probably wouldn't think that he had drunk alcohol. After all, he didn't smell of alcohol.
But as long as anyone who has interacted with him can see the suspicion, because he has spoken.
"I can't get drunk." On her fair face, she was earnest like never before.
Feng Nai let out an "oh", knowing that he was going to talk to him at this time: "Why can't you get drunk?"
"They said that when I get drunk, it's a disaster, and I'm not allowed to drink outside." Mo Bei replied to Feng Nai's words, obviously forgetting to be careful: "Until now, I don't know what disaster will happen , I am not drunk, nor am I crying."
Feng Nai stretched out his hand and straightened the windbreaker for Mo Bei: "You really shouldn't drink outside."
"Why?" Probably because the spirit of wine was getting stronger, and doubts appeared on Mo Bei's face.
Feng Nai's voice was very weak, as if he said it casually: "Because I will be jealous."
Mo Bei paused for a moment, his thoughts became muddled, and his voice was still calm: "Your hatred value has always been high, and it was good to feed you at first, but I don't know who you learned from, and even feeding it is useless gone."
"Can you think of this?" Feng Nai snorted, still a little mocking.
Mo Bei shook his head.
It was the first time Feng Nai had seen someone shaking his head like this.
Well behaved.
How to say.
With that pretty face.
There is really no way to be angry.
"I obviously only buy snacks for you, why do you say that I can give snacks to anyone, and I am not a central air conditioner." Mo Bei looked calm: "They are not cats either."
Feng Nai laughed angrily, and because of these words, his heart became inexplicably soft, and when he leaned over, he put his head on Mo Bei's shoulder: "You mean I'm a cat?"
"Yeah." Mo Bei took advantage of the situation and hugged him: "Moody, very territorial, and the hatred value will go up from time to time."
Feng Nai's voice was very low: "It doesn't sound like a good adjective."
"He's good-looking, and he's handsome when he's playing games." Having said that, Mo Bei paused: "He's handsome at ordinary times, but he just doesn't know how to restrain himself. No wonder he's often harassed by strange people."
The corners of Feng Nai's lips curled up slowly: "Besides liking to hug people, have you also become a talker?"
(end of this chapter)