Mo Bei wanted to hold his hand down.
But he directly pressed against the wall over there with his strength.
Seeing that the general situation was over, Mo Bei simply closed his eyes coldly to calm himself down.
They were all boys, pulling up their clothes and touching their abs, she had seen them in class, they were just messing around.
But Mo Bei never thought that a certain great god would make such a fuss with someone.
"It's a bit soft." After the comparison, the lazy voice brought out a slight smile: "White chicken?"
Mo Bei looked up at him, just about to speak.
I felt his fingers twitch upwards.
Mo Bei didn't let him mess around this time, worried that he might notice something.
She pushed the man back with her backhand, one hand was still on his abdominal muscle, rather than letting him mess around, it would be better for her to arrange the man quickly: "Compared to the captain's, it's really average."
Originally, I just wanted to bully people. After all, the words "ordinary friends" really make people unhappy.
He always had to ask for something from her before he could digest his emotions.
Mo Bei also realized his danger and wanted to take his hand back.
But he was holding down her wrist, his voice was still rambunctious, but it was a little more low-key than before: "What? You lifted me up, you want to run away?"
That handsome face is breathtakingly beautiful, with the forehead hair falling between the eyebrows and eyes, and he is breathtakingly handsome: "Should we deal with the future?"
aftermath
Just as Mo Bei was thinking, she snapped her fingers.
I only heard him say something to her: "Little brother, you use this face to say something like that, ah, I have thoughts about her..."
Mo Bei knew exactly who he was talking about about her.
Just because it is clear.
Only then will the temperature on the face rise accordingly.
But facial paralysis has always had benefits of facial paralysis.
Even Mo Bei's brain was so messed up that he didn't know how to deal with it.
But there was no emotion on her face, it was so indifferent that no one could see anything.
It's just a pair of black eyes, obviously paused, and turned to his side: "I'm not her, the captain can interrupt his fantasy, and then let go."
The temperament is still as indifferent as ever.
Seeing this, Feng Nai's eyes deepened, and he let go of his hands, with a low voice that could not go away: "You change your clothes, I'll go to the bathroom."
Mo Bei turned his eyes away, not looking at the bathroom that was only separated by a glass door.
Listening to the rattling sound, some thoughts in the brain were shaken away.
Did this person really like her so much
No, he didn't know it was her yet.
Thinking about it, Mo Bei frowned slightly, took out the phone that was ringing, and turned on the screen.
Looking at the word Ye Bing, he edited a message: "Where are you in Huaxia? Let me check the distance."
The reply over there was quick: "I should be very close to you."
"Where?" Mo Bei pressed the words.
Ye Bing looked at the word, his slender fingers stopped, and an arc overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
This person is still the same as back then, talking less like a little boy.
The teammates next to him are all coming to Huaxia after all.
Crying for food.
They didn't notice that their captain, who usually seldom even called on the phone, was actually texting someone.
And the hotel they stayed in was just opposite the Black Flame Club.
Ye Bing raised his eyes, glanced over there, and then lowered his head: "I'm in Quancheng. Bey, Mo Beixiangnan, is it you?"
9
(end of this chapter)