Nailin still doesn't know what happened to his brother.
I saw his brother snort coldly, pinch his face again, and smiled, but there was no warmth in his eyes: "Lin Keng Keng, you really don't know which pot to open and which pot to carry."
Nailin is very inexplicable, did he say something wrong? Hasn't his brother always been very clean freak, claiming that meaningless kissing is just a bacterial infection
Why is this reaction today
Nailin touched her smacked cheek, and turned over in confusion, seeing his brother standing up and turning off the light for him, still a little puzzled.
Before it was time to fall asleep, both Feng Nai and Mo Bei could find excuses not to enter the bedroom.
Now that both of them had no excuses, it was impossible not to enter the bedroom.
They don't live in the same room at a time like this, and it's clear that their every move just now is actually acting.
So this picture appeared.
Mo Bei hugged a quilt with a clear face, and his voice was very weak: "Just now when I came out of Xiao Nailin's room, I saw that there was an empty room next door."
Feng Nai tilted his head, pulled off the collar of his school uniform, and said in a casual tone, "I said, little brother, do you really think that our house is so big that we don't have a guest room?"
Mo Bei's long legs stopped.
Feng Nai threw the coat there, and untied the cuffs: "The reason why my mother did this was just to test whether the two of us have a real relationship or a fake relationship."
Then it makes sense.
Mo Bei put down the quilt.
Feng Nai had already walked to the closet at this time, and directly lifted the hem of his clothes.
Mo Bei suddenly shifted his gaze to another place.
Feng Nai didn't think there was anything wrong with her upper body being naked.
Instead, he half-bent, took a bottle of mineral water from the small refrigerator next to the bed, raised his light-colored eyes slightly, and looked at Mo Bei: "Let's guess the punch."
Mo Bei is still not used to seeing a boy with his upper body bare like this, but if he doesn't look at it, it will make people suspicious, so he just greeted him calmly: "Guess the punch?"
"Whoever loses will sleep on the floor." Feng Nai chuckled lightly, his lips were still cold, and walked a little closer: "Otherwise, is this little brother really wanting to sleep with me?"
Mo Bei raised his eyes coldly: "You think too much, Captain."
"It's best not to." Feng Nai casually raised his right hand, his breath of mint moved slightly: "One round determines the outcome."
Mo Bei also extended his hand.
After a second.
Feng Nai, who lost, narrowed his eyes, and was about to turn sideways to pull the quilt on the bed.
I saw the person next to him spread the quilt on the ground with one hand in his arms, with a handsome profile and no emotion: "This is your house, I won't do things like declaring troops to seize the master, let alone this The dinner is what I promised."
Originally, Feng Nai really felt that the other party should not have come to this dinner.
Knowing that getting along would be awkward, she came to Feng's house.
Now, Feng Nai believed this man because he simply liked his brother and didn't want to disappoint him.
Feng Nai turned his eyes away, bent down, picked up the quilt on the floor, and threw it on the bed, his voice was still lazy: "The day after tomorrow you have a game and sleep on the floor, if it affects your state that day, who will be responsible? "
Speaking of this, he turned the pillow on the bed sideways and placed it in the middle of the bed, his eyes were very pale: "Don't cross the line, if you cross the line, I will beat you."
That means sleeping together
(end of this chapter)