After sending successfully.
Feng Nai raised his eyes and looked in someone's direction, wondering what expression she would show.
With a slender finger, he tapped the side of the phone again and again, as if he had found some new toy.
But after waiting for about a minute, the other party did not respond.
what's the situation
Feng Nai raised the corner of his eyes, smiled again, and typed with lowered eyes: "If you're worried, you can come and have a look. Your brother is at my house now, and I'll send you the address."
After Mo Bei transferred the material and Xiao Nailin washed their hands, after turning on the phone, the first message displayed was this sentence.
So much so that Mo Bei's hand stopped for a moment.
After all, the person who sent the message was not far from her.
So I want it to end quickly.
"There is no allergy medicine, just take care of my brother, thank you."
Mo Bei answered every point of this reply, thinking that there should be no more messages over there.
Unexpectedly, the next second, the buzzing vibration sounded again.
"I waited for your reply yesterday until two o'clock in the morning."
It was only then that Mo Bei remembered that she had never replied to him: "Sorry."
"If you're really sorry, you can line up later?" Feng Nai raised his eyes again after finishing posting.
Just in time, Mo Bei's gaze also fell over.
The four eyes are facing each other.
Mo Bei looked away and put the phone back in his trouser pocket.
Nailin likes to help with things, so she ran to the side to help Aunt Wang with some green leafy vegetables, neatly cut sweet potatoes and some condiments.
The copper pot on the table has begun to smell.
Chili oil, sauced tofu, chopped green onion, coriander, and mashed garlic were all put into small plates.
These are the side dishes for eating hot-boiled mutton, and you will have an appetite when you put them on the table.
And Nailin is in charge of arranging the dishes and serving all the steamed sweet potatoes and rice porridge that his little brother can eat today.
Over there, after Feng Nai saw that his brother's obstructive light bulb was far away from Mo Bei, he walked over and put it on Mo Bei's shoulder casually, and said slowly: " Whose message? Your phone seems to be ringing all the time."
"It's from a friend." When Mo Bei avoided his gaze, the curvature of his profile made the corners of Feng Nai's mouth draw deeper.
"What kind of friend is so good?" Feng Nai said, and his tone hit her ear, like a joke between ordinary boys: "You never leave your mobile phone, so it could be some secret lover Kind of? Then you're going to be cold, the team stipulates that you can't fuck fans, you know?"
When he was at the base before, Mo Bei would often hear this group of people utter an obscenity from time to time.
Even a certain great god is the same, but when he speaks coquettishly, he always gives people a kind of indescribable ridicule.
Obviously joking.
For example, the sentence: "In the future, use your right hand less."
Enough for Mo Bei to remember until now.
But this time, it was different from the time at the base.
When he pressed against her ear and lightly bit that word, Mo Bei's back felt a little hot for no reason.
Maybe it's because the distance is too close.
Close enough to get closer by one centimeter, and his thin lips can stick to her ears.
Probably because she was afraid that Nailin would hear it.
He also said with a chuckle: "If there is anything inappropriate for children, don't let Lin Keng Keng see it."
"No, the captain doesn't have to make up his mind, he's just an ordinary friend." Mo Bei turned his eyes, his expression very calm.
The words "ordinary friend" also made Feng Nai's eyes deepen.
For the first time, he felt that such a word made him very disliked.
Young Master Feng, who won't be able to steal a handful of rice by stealing chickens, is being honest now, and doesn't use his wicked taste to amuse people anymore.
However, the hot-boiled mutton in his mouth was much less flavorful than usual.
Even Xiao Nailin and his fight for food couldn't make him transfer his emotions.
normal friend
Feng Nai smiled, with a slight chill seeping from the corner of his mouth.
Ah.
Ordinary friends will kiss you until your legs become weak
It seems that someone still doesn't know what his position is.
Feng Nai's ways of making trouble were nothing more than those.
After eating, he took his own pajamas and stood in front of Mo Bei.
Mo Bei had long wanted to change out of his school uniform. After wearing it for a day, the T-shirt inside was already a little uncomfortable sticking to his body.
But her hands touched the zipper of the school uniform, and the certain god who brought the clothes didn't even have the slightest intention to leave.
This made Mo Bei raise his eyes involuntarily.
Feng Nai, on the other hand, was very careless. He unzipped his jacket one step earlier than her, and the corners of his eyes were still loose: "If you don't change your clothes, what are you looking at me for?"
Mo Bei frowned slightly.
I saw that he even tore off the black T-shirt on his body, which was very handsome.
His messy black hair matched his thin muscles.
Mo Bei's pupils shook unconsciously.
He seemed to have caught her slight expression, and suddenly smiled, the corners of his mouth were a little wicked.
Immediately afterwards, he lowered his figure: "Ask you, what are you looking at me for?"
Hearing this, Mo Bei ignored the half-beat heartbeat just now, and was about to look away to answer his question.
"Envy? You look like this, just like the cat, cat, and bear before. Every time you see my topless body, you scream at me, shouting that you can be like me anytime." As he spoke, he uttered words against her ear again. He said: "If you are really envious, I can let you touch it."
As he spoke, he didn't wait for her to react.
He just held her hand, then raised it, and it landed on his thin abdominal muscles.
The temperature and touch from his palm made Mo Bei's back pause.
I have been chanting a sentence in my heart all the time, don't see what is wrong, don't listen to what is wrong, and don't move what is wrong.
But he is like a monster, handsome and attractive to commit crimes, he didn't even stop his low magnetic voice: "How is it?"
"How about what?" Mo Bei was a little addicted to it for a while, and moved up unconsciously.
Feng Nai smiled and said in a low voice, "How does it feel?"
"Very good." At this time, Mo Bei could only face these as getting along with boys, otherwise, no matter what superfluous expressions there were, they would reveal their secrets.
Feng Nai's smile deepened: "Really? What about you, how much do you have?"
"How many dollars?" It was difficult for Mo Bei to concentrate, she found that she was becoming less and less resistant to his face, especially at this moment, his eyes were so deep that they could almost suck people's souls in.
Feng Nai lowered his eyes, his messy hair could almost touch the top of her head: "Abs, how many pieces do you have?"
"Not much." Mo Bei wanted to withdraw his hand as he spoke.
But he smiled, not knowing why: "If you touched mine, you have to return it."
"What..." Before Mo Bei finished speaking, he saw him lift the hem of her school uniform, and his right hand poked in without warning...
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(end of this chapter)